"I can see the fear in her eyes. She is dreading what is going to happen next."Yes, Sara, this time, I'm giving you the cane," I say.Sara is absolutel... terrified. This is her first time getting the cane, and she is never going to forget it."Ye-e-es, ma'am," Sara says. She is too nervous to get the words out of her mouth."Good," I say. "Now would you please retrieve the cane and place it on my desk?" Yes, ma'am," Sara says. Sara steps towards the back wall, and retrieves the sturdy wooden cane. Her stomach, nearing empty, would always return her reluctantly to the closed society she had long learned to despise. In her cave, however, she was the female version of Robinson Crusoe. She would bring along jerrycans and ration packs and enjoy her treasures and the intensity of her own self-made environment. It was an island for her. A necessary one because most people would not understand her, they would simply judge her with the mentality of sheep. A closed mentality. While she was alive,. Understanding the motive, he was delighted. He applied a lubricant on his dick and entered my asshole. Mayank was thicker than Rishab. But my asshole wasn’t so expanded, so I fell.Mayank was holding my thighs with his palms, and Rishab grabbed my boobs to keep himself positioned. They both started to fuck in from both directions. Rishab was feeling very much excited, and the result was extra pressure on my boobs.They had discharged a few minutes ago, and it was supposed to take longer than. Finally, Mom pulled her arm away and slowly stood up, folding her arms in front of her.“Maybe you should tell me what you were really doing while I was gone,” she said in an accusing tone.Still unable to face her, I lifted my sweaty palms and started to rub them against my shorts.“I wasn’t doing anything,” I answered meekly. “Sometimes it just happens. I’m only 19.”“I see,” Mom said, nodding her head. “Look, I understand that you’re young and you need sex. But I can’t have you walking around.