We soon got bored of my room and went to my living room, while sitting on the couch i was joking around and proposed to have sex. To my suprize she sa...d yes but we could'nt because my mom was in the other room. I asked to see her tits but she said she was self concious but would let me feel them, so i did. They were about C cup and very firm as you would imagine a 15 year olds tits would feel like.She asked me to fool around but i said i didn't like kissing and she responded "neither do i". So. She succumbs, she begins to buck back on me like a sex-crazed woman. Two orgasms aren't enough, nor are three. All she wanted is to feel that monster cock fucking her over and over again. She is now a bitch in heat, her hips thrusting back against me, flesh slapping on flesh, that monster cock is all hers. Nothing else matters now, possibly ever. The fact this is taboo, that I'm double her age only intensifies the feelings in her. It is like a damn had been broken as the water begins to crash. With the initial burning from the strap having somewhat mellowed to a more tolerable level of soreness she was ready to face her caning and if nothing else, just get it over with. Perhaps Mr. Morgan would be gentle with her, Mainwaring had a reputation with the cane and many of those who had endured a caning from him had described the ferocity of his strokes. The angry stripes and swellings she had witnessed across Deborah Abbott’s buttocks just a few weeks ago had certainly been testimony to. . “That’s the first time I’ve had a pudding with money in it,” Ruby laughed as she dropped her spoon, “I’m full and I’ve found the most money.” Charlie joined in, “Yeah, when I was a kid my mum told us that it was an old family custom. She reckoned that decimal currency killed the idea. The new coins are not suitable for steaming.” “I don’t know about you,” Dave said. “I found it fun watching you all look for coins in each spoonful, it made a great ending to a wonderful meal.” “That’s not.