The Abbot could certainly wield the cane. Finally,after ten hard stokes had been administered ,the Abbot retook his seat and ordered Oliver to stand ,..."...in repentance,bare bottom exposed ...." Oliver faced one of the bookshelves and couldn't help but notice the dates on some of the folders that were stacked on the shelf,2000 to 2012,accompanied with names of schools,Christian Brothers,St.Angela's etc,etc,.Oliver knew that these were places where the Abbot had been Dean of Discipline.As Oliver. Again she took promise from me not to mention what is going on in the bungalow / mansion. I went in the living room and after Dr. Salim left my auntie came in and sat next to me asking how I enjoyed my cycle ride. I pulled up a long face and said I was not happy going cycling with out her. I could get the smell of sweat, could be mixture of her and his. After dinner my aunt excused her self for having a bath / shower. I too went to my room. I had dosed off to sleep / nap when the maid shook. My cock, coated in her thick saliva, slid down her throat until her lips met the base of my shaft. Her moans and groans vibrated deep inside. I knew I couldn't hold back much longer. "Mel, I think I'm going to cum," I said. "What you're doing feels so fucking good." "Yeah, Bill," she said, gasping, and clutching my cock with both hands. "Cum for me. Show me what you got. I want to taste you." With that she was back on my cock, taking it deep down her throat again. In a matter of seconds, I. As it was he was more than happy to allow her to continue, her lips had formed a close seal around his shaft and she was easing herself along its length whilst flicking the tip with her tongue. Her breathing became more ragged as he grew within her mouth, the swelling had now ceased but the pressure was increasing with every stroke of her lips along its shaft. She altered her movements in time with his breathing, if be breathed slowly and shallowly, she sucked slowly if he breathed hard, so did.