Not another taste of the leather strap surely?It wasn’t to be the strap. Mr Bunn went to a bookcase and reached behind and came back with a cane. It...was a good length and had the traditional crook handle. It was yellow with age and had a slight curve. He swished it through the air. It sounded grim.“Six of the very best, Hannah!”Hannah stared at the cane.“Lower your breeches and knickers and bend over my desk” he said sternly.“But, Mr Bunn…” stammered Hannah.Surely she was not going to be caned. In school I was always an outcast usually the brunt of any joke that was played even some of the teachers would join in on the jokes against me. It made me hate school, and to this day I still do but I did not let them take from me my desire to learn. When ever I was at school I told my friend to either ignore the jokes against me or to join in as I did not want him to be a target for the bullies as well. My first few years of school where the worst since the bullies that like to beat on those. Phir uske boobs dabaye wo siskiyan le rahi thi aahhhh ummm or jor se or chuso faad do ise aahhhh or jor se jor jor se chuso aaaahhhhh hum ghar se karib aadhe ghante dur the humne bich mai car roki or seat niche ki. Phir ghar ki taraf chal diye. Iss baar wo niche baithi thi or mera lund chus rahi thi or use pyar kar rahi thi or bich bich mai sahla rahi thi or wo use lollipop ki tarah chusne lagi or phir mujhe smooch deti.Karib aisa usne 20 minute tak kiya or phir nangi hi meri goad mai aakar. I pressed her boobs and they were very soft and popping out of my hand. We kissed for around 10-15 minutes and my hands were between her legs and rubbing her pussy. I went down and starting licking her pussy and she was moaning uhhhhhhhhhh awwwwwwweeeeee. She had a clean shaved pink pussy, her hole was out of the world. I licked her pussy with my tongue and then played with it using my tongue as a dick. She was getting terrible jitters and pressed my head hard against her pussy. Then I left the.