Tho bahen ne kaha dhire dhire.Maine apna lund dhire dhire uski chut me dalna chalu kiya.Jaise he thoda sa lund andar gaya tho bahen ne chillana chalu ...ar diya aur kah ki nikal de ise bahut dard ho raha.Me mar jaungi agar ise andar rakha.Phir maine kaha thoda dard hoga Lekin baad me bahut maza aayega.Ye khete he maine apna lund bahar nahi nikhla aur use aur andar dal diya.Phir bahen ne bola nikal de.Maine kaha kunwari seal tutne me thoda dard tho hoga.Agar ek baar andar chala gaya na phir dard. Even so she somehow kept a hold of the chair and stayed bent over even as the pain cascaded around her bottom. Emma saw the distress caused by the first stroke but knew Madge would get over it. She would no doubt cry a lot but that was the aim. Everyone was supposed to cry when caned. It was just that being caned on the bottom was supposed to hurt and be humiliating both during the caning and afterwards when it was so hard to sit down comfortably. Madge was still struggling with the pain when. Me and Lisa follow them to the carpark. Luckily they're in the same area as us so we tail them to a house i presume to be the Feminine lads home.They're inside, the white curtains slightly closed but I can see what they're doing.They're trying on the new clothes they've bought with some other clothes they pull out of a very large wardrobe. This guy must be rich.They start to dress up. Marc wearing tight denim shorts, white blouse, knee high fishnet stockings and he applies make up to his. It was obviously from some local supermarket. Just as obvious, it wasn't something that had just blown randomly here. It was closed, probably full of ... something. Not eggs. He was sure of that.Tom's eyes again swept the area. Someone had left this for him. Them. But no one knew they were here. The store owner who Alice had worked for knew she was still in the area, and she had stopped in the other month to do some shopping and say hello, but that was it. They kept their home a secret. But,.