"Fuck the baby doll honey! I think that chair in the corner is in serious danger of having the varnish worn off the arms. Can I touch them?" she was p...sitively drooling!"I ... I guess so, if you really want to," I acquiesced.She very slowly, anxiously, her hand trembling, reached out and touched the nipple of my left boob.My nipple snapped to immediate attention and I exclaimed, "Ooh!" Did that feel good?" she asked."I felt that, all the way to my nether regions!" I better stop now or I won't. Our bodies moved together, not too different than we would in the bedroom, except we were standing up.At one point he was behind me and completely hard. I was purposely rubbing my ass against him, him grinding back against me.I turned around and spoke into his ear. “I want you to fuck my ass.”He said something back that I couldn’t hear over the music, but it wasn’t hard to tell that his response was positive. Twenty minutes later we were back in his bedroom. He took me from behind and gave me. She had also overheard a discussion between two girls who said that being caned got them aroused, and hearing that reaction was when she started to fantasise about being caned herself. Then, when she started to search for photos on the internet and realised she lingered more on bottoms that had been spanked and caned rather than on the women who gave the spanking and caning that led her to the realisation that her tendency may be towards being submissive, which surprised her given she was a. “That is true professor, but before today, you have never fucked me without letting me adjust to this demon of yours”.Prof still in a jolly mood asked Edgar, if he wanted Prof to stop fucking him because he would never force him against his will. Edgar immediately refused to let Prof. stop but also reminded him that he was being split apart and his ass was hurting really bad and Prof. also reminded him that he was getting too used to his horse size and was not heard moaning as he used to little.