She was as wet as the ocean & I was as hard as the R&I tower, we started to go for it HARD. Me pushing into her tight wet heavenly pink pussy over & o...er again I grabbed her hair with my right hand & held her hip with my left as I continued to pump & thrust into her. Now I would like to say we where at it for hours with her having multiple orgasms but truth be told we where only at it for about 35 minute's before I couldn't take it anymore & emptied my balls into her pussy, I can usually keep. In fact I was handling the caning rather well, I thought. I kept count of the strokes. The third and fourth strokes were the hardest; at least they stung the most. The fifth hurt but less so. Different feelings started though. I knew my nipples were becoming erect and quivers raced across my pussy. Much as they did when Claire took the hairbrush to my bare bottom. I realised then that I was getting aroused by the caning. When the sixth stroke landed I told myself I was half-way through but at. I could feel his breath on my face, he was breathing heavily. I struggled as I put one hand on his shoulder. The feeling of his skin under my hand was electrifying. We were staring at each other. Not a word was said. Not a comment as to why we were both naked or why we were both hard or why we were so close to each other that I could count the little freckles that sprinkled his nose.He was staring at me with such an intensity I couldn’t process my thoughts. I knew we were both getting closer to. I told her that I had to study so she can go sleep at around 1200 I’m and she came with the milk and I was surprised at her behaviour and she placed the milk on the table without coming ahead and was pressing her boobs on my back. She looked at me and told me with a seductive smile.Why are you spoiling your sleep like this and study come, let’s sleep and she took my hand and placed it on her boobs. It was so soft there and I had never felt them before. The feeling was wonderful. She just hugs.