Wilma wept loudly, feeling the cold rod slide along her bottom, parallel with her short, half parted anal crease.She lifted the cane high, bringing it...down quickly so the girl would have little time to prepare, then stood aside to let those beyond the spy hole enjoy her exposed charm's as she struggled in her agony.A bright line appeared close to her bottom crease, swelling upwards as Wilma continued to cry. The teacher lifted the rattan cane again, and brought it down sharply upon Wilma's. I couldn't believe what I was seeing. When I went to close and lock the door Sam had taken off her knickers, pulling her nightie over her boobs and had her boobs over her bra. What I was seeing was Sam's boobs and fanny and her fanny was hairy, from her fanny just A couple centimetres above her fanny. I got back inbetween Sam's legs and I was gonna get my willy out of my shorts and I said to Sam have you got a condom, Sam gave me a cheeky little smile saying don't worry about it I'm on the. The mercenary commander had suggested that Derwen set up a robust village watch at the bridge, using the men. The limit on the number of permanent guards was a perpetual problem and Hajin's work-around was brilliant and the guidelines didn't say that you couldn't pay your village watch. In my excitement, I exclaimed to my lovely wife: "We just need a village!"Derwen was pleased at my antics and happier to explain the full plan. Part of the agreement was the establishment of a village, on both. ”“You look great in it. Of course, you look great in everything I’ve seen you wear including your running clothes.”She was cutting up the meat and veggies while I prepared coffee. She said, “Yes, I saw you perving on my butt this morning.”I laughed. “I was reminded of the old line that only the lead dog gets a changing view. However, it’s not always the best view.” We laughed about that.I thought that our bantering was becoming more sexual. I enjoyed it. I continued that thought as I watched.