Then, he hooked his fingers in her thong and pulled it up making the material dig into her female opening with devastating waves of pleasure.Hyacinth ...tarted to hump the horse like a frenzied bitch in heat losing all sense of decorum and measured dignity. The others laughed at her predicament."I am going to start you off this evening with a mid-level hand spanking, my dear. We will then introduce you to both the belt and the riding crop. Do not be concerned, I am always careful not to raise. Nice to meet you," he said.Robbie was not expecting this. It had never happened before, and he wasn't sure if it was good or very, very bad."So what are you girls up to?" he asked, trying to keep his voice as casual possible."Just hanging out," said Chayla."No school today? How old are you anyway?" Fifteen," they both said in unison. "We got the day off. Teacher training day," said Emma."Oh, cool," said Robbie. He was in unfamiliar territory - talking to pretty girls! - and not at all sure how. She's wearing one of those slit skirts that have become popular lately, and she's flashing a long length of smooth, tanned thigh in your direction. It's dark and smoky in the bar, and the music is loud and throbbing, so no one notices as you sidle up to her and gently slide your hand through the slit. She gives you a cool look, but opens her legs invitingly. Your fingers do the walking, and as you lean over her, smiling in apparent conversation, your finger-tips touch the edge of her panties.. ‘This is still a forest. It’s as good as any.’ ‘You don’t understand,’ said Tapir. ‘It may be a forest, but the spirits who safeguard us don’t abide here.’ ‘I’m sure the spirits of this forest will be as kind to us as those of our forest if we treat them with respect,’ remarked Macaque, mindful of Dignity’s exhaustion. The troop wandered through the overarching foliage with a sense of trepidation. How different would this forest be? There were mushrooms and fruits and nuts. Many were familiar,.