She proceeded to give Mum a precisely applied, cold and judicial caning on her bare bottom. Six vicious strokes were cruelly given to Mum. God, you co...ld hear the swooshing of the long rod as it cut through the air and sliced in to her bum. I was shuddering at Mum's cries of pain and protest! Between strokes, Kabul and Okiwe were talking about the taste of Mum's "Brown gold", as they took turns to lick at the soiled cotton swab! The dirty pigs! Mum's bare bum was left with six long, red welts. “Fuck me.” I heard the whispered phrase in the car as if it had manifested from thin air and it took me a full five seconds to realize as he turned to look at me incredulously that I was the one that had said it. I was still trying to get my head around that fact when he practically leapt from the car and came around to my side. He opened the door with a smile and held his hand out, earning him all sorts of chivalry points, especially since I noticed several of my classmates witnessing how. ”“On my tits, on my tits, do it,” Fiona is moaning as Julian slowly teases his eight-inch erection.I love watching a hung man masturbate, especially when I am so horny and looking forward to a really good fuck.“On her tits, on her tits, do it for both of us,” I whisper as I flaunt my ass for him, something he loves when masturbating. “On my tits, on my tits, do it,” Fiona is urging as the veins of Julian’s erection are bulging. Then the noise he makes as he cums is the loudest I have ever heard. After finishing with Subject J, and yes, I displayed her to the club also before we ended things. She was satisfied with her new knowledge and skills, and while I did take her through some of the basic tasks, I realized I wasn’t interested that much. I spent the next year working on my book, which was a mainstream success to my surprise, but considering the general public’s lust for sexual stimulation, even third hand these days, perhaps I should not have been surprised.I did not date at all,.