For the final stroke, I decided to deliver this at the sensitive point where thighs meet the bottom.“After this stroke, remain in position until I a...k you to stand.”I tapped the cane at the top of her thighs; Pippa flinched. The stroke was delivered. There was a loud vocal reaction and she stamped both feet in turn but remained in position.“You have taken your punishment well; you may stand and rub your bottom if you wish.”Pippa was straight on her feet and she did indeed rub both buttocks to. I came again. It was a wonder that nobody came into the kitchen to see what the racket was all about. Or perhaps someone had come in. I’m pretty sure none of us would have noticed. When we had all three calmed down and Jill had climbed off my face and stretched out next to me with a satisfied sigh, everything was silent. Too silent. “John,” she whispered, “could you… have a look?” He gently let go of my legs, and I folded them up and wrapped my arms around them. He held a finger to his lips,. The second nights 2 hour segment was little better. Nothing till 11:42 when Laura came in and lay on her bed reading in her robe. The third night Nick was in the room at 10pm. He was on his knees by the window and was wiping the wall with a wad of tissues. When he stood up I saw his cock was out and he wiped it with the tissues. He was peeping on a girl across the street. Her name was Gracie and she was a fucking 11 on a scale of 10. I only wish I could have been looking through her curtains. The young Black Man agreed that he did, indeed, like what his eyes beheld.The Young Black Man reflected back on the evening's events. He was in an absolute state of bliss! He could not believe his luck! This sexy White Woman had picked his black ass up at a bar - where there were too many Black Studs to count - and dragged him back home with her. They then polished off a bottle of champagne...whereupon Joani (her real name?) excused herself and left the living room. She was back in a flash.