She has always refereed to my equipment as my thingy. Her pussy has never been anything but her 'honey pot' and her tits have always been her 'boobs'....Fortunately it is only in nomenclature that she is a little weird. In all other aspects of sex she is an animal and an insatiable animal at that. Anyway, her question as to how big I was brought the natural response from me, "Why are you asking that?"She blushed and then said in an almost apologetic voice, "I saw Mike's thingy at the party last. Clutching it tightly, her fingers wrapped around the thick shaft.She raised it to her mouth, where she opened wide and slipped the tip inside. She sucked it, using her tongue to caress around the large head of this phallus object.She'd always wanted to know what it would be like to suck a real cock, this was the closest she could get to right now. She inserted more. Her pussy lips glided over its design, the soft bumps of veins created upon this floppy dildo. Her hand held on by the ball sack. ‘Whoosh…CRACK!’“SHIT!” I squealed as the cane struck my thinly covered arse making it shake. As he drew his hand behind his back a second time I told myself that it hadn’t hurt as much as I’d expected.“You can have another three for using foul language!” He grunted as the cane landed again - ‘WHOOSH…CRACK’. It bloody did hurt this time and the third and the fourth times.Tears were now filling my eyes and I made whistling noises through gritted teeth each time the cane had made contact with. I grabbed her hand and had her wrap it around my cock and helped her move it up and down. "This is how you jerk off a guy. If you do this long enough, I'll shoot my cum out of the tip." I took my hand away and she kept stroking my cock."Mr. C, is that cum on the tip of your penis?" No Melissa, that's called precum, it's just the liquid without the sperm mixed in. Don't call it a penis, grownup girls like you call it a cock."She pulled her hand off my cock and said "I think that's enough Mr. C..