"That is ten strokes" she said " only forty more left".I could not see her but I could imagine she was probably smiling as she said it. The caning con...inued relentlessly, each stroke just burning like a fire in hell, I thought I would for sure pass out. Twenty was reached then after a few more strokes there seemed a slight pause."Ah your left buttock has begun to bleed I see. That is a shame for you but the punishment will be completed" she said with what seemed great delight.Somehow I managed. "What's liberal supposed to mean? Are you gay or something?" Was the response that I received several times. My reply was always " No and your girlfriend doesn't think so either." Little did I realize that liberal often meant being gay in the personals scene. The call that stuck out the most however was the one that made me sit down and share this with you."Good evening sir. I do not wish to bother you but are you the gentleman looking for somebody to come and live with you?" A shy timid female. So the fact that she was loosening up around me… and now I’ve done this! And Faith! She looked up to me, and I loved her like a little sister. She’ll never speak to me again, and I don’t blame her.’ ‘Listen to me, hon. If they’re really like your family, remember that families forgive each other. Even if it takes time. You’re a great girl, and if they’re as special as you say they are, they’ll take you back in. Just be patient.’ This time, Kaylee smiled a real smile, finding a possible narrow. With that, she sat on the bed, scooted down toward me, and put her right leg on my left shoulder. This close, she could still use her right hand on my cock and her left in her pussy. She squirted some lotion on her hand and started stroking as she lay back on her bed and got her other hand busy in a very wet pussy.I could tell it was very wet. It was only about a foot in front of my face. I kept leaning forward to see if I could smell her. The sounds were great and the visual of her wide-open.