He didn't need to see the details to know that the horses had thick cloths wrapped around their hooves. There was almost no noise from the wagon or th... harness rigging. Someone had put a great amount of time into the preparation. He wasn't sure who was behind it, but he doubted that Don Carrone would have sent so few men, or a freight wagon.Tom quietly slipped from his room and walked down the hall, tapping twice on each door as he went. By the time that he was at the end the doors were. After few minutes, I stopped her as even if I was getting the pleasure, my legs were paining, I lay beside her but in opposite direction i.e. my face was now near her pussy & she still didn’t let my cock come out of her mouth.I : Come on me, we will do 69A: hmm… OK.. My pussy is etching for your tongueI: I am here to fulfill your need, MamShe placed her thighs on both side of my face, & started her job again. I parted her pussy with two fingers, What a lovely site it was !! Pink pussy oozing. At least I assumed that there was a plan behind the sequence of ever-changing torments Helen put us through.Cathy was subjected a few more times to Helen's mock caning. It never failed to have the desired effect. As soon as the cane swished through the air, Cathy lost control of her bladder and filled the bowl Helen had placed preemptively between Cathy's legs. The cane barely touched Cathy's bottom, but she was convinced that she had been castigated harshly. She turned into a little girl,. Abbigail certainly had a liking for disciplining adults. Her primary arousal was disciplining Jack. She wondered what it would be like to discipline Mrs Garner but was quite happy with the occasional thought as she masturbated knowing that Laura was in control of the Headmistress. Abigail landed the third stroke and as the red wheal appeared just blow the first two and Jack cried out Abigail glanced at Mrs Garner and saw the realisation on her face that this wasn't the first time she had.