“Count,” said the headmaster.He raised the cane up, and Sarah desperately tried to escape. She twisted her body to the side, but it was no use.“...wish!”“Aaaiiihh-…”“If you don’t count the strokes, I will be forced to start the punishment over at thirty again,” he said.Dimly, his voice seemed to be coming through to her as if he was standing a long distance away. Despite the pain she felt however, Sarah forced herself to listen to the words. As the third stroke came down, she forced herself to. I could not refuse her. OK, then. Richard had a tiny dingy pulled up on the sand nearby. Richard organised us so that Robin was rowing, Cindy and I sat together in the stern, with Cindy clinging to me and whispering that she loved me, over and over. Richard put our towels, clothes and other possessions in the bow. There was no room left for Richard. OK, Robin. Go ahead and row them out to the yacht. Ill swim after you. We clambered onto the yacht, still naked, and Robin took Cindy and me down. She was excited about Kieth's meeting, if he got this promotion, it would mean more money and status. She would be the envy of her local sports club. She was shaken from her day dreaming by the sound of Kieths voice "Lynn, Where's my blue shirt?" "Oh christ" she thought as she looked at the pile of washing, still to be done, and on the top of the pile was Kieth's shirt. She moved quickly to grab the shirt, but not quick enough. Kieth walked into the kitchen and repeated his question, but cut. I heard a unmistakable buzzing sound “fuck my bitch now” Jennifer shouted as she slid a vibrating rubber cock in her pussy. As Alexia turned I could see she had a cute rock hard little cock but playing with her cock wasn’t what I had agreed to. She moved in a doggie position with her ass facing me, resting her head and elbows on the back of the couch and her knees on the cushion. I oiled my cock, slipped on a condom, oiled the condom. I pushed up her skirt to see a sweet smooth tanned ass with.