However, a few weeks ago they had gotten ill and could not shake it. They were buried last week in the village cemetery. The whole village had attende..., and they had spent a few days mourning the loss. I made my way out from behind the side of the house, and his parents noticed me. They asked who I was and if I had come back with them. Just as Stevan was about to talk, I answered calling myself Ruben, after my elder father. I then went on to say that Davik had unfortunately died from a wolf. ..”She smirked. “You’re horny.”“Uh, I have an itch that needs to be scratched.”“Lovely as it is with you, when I have that itch it needs to be scratched from the inside.”“We’re the same about that.”“I’m sure we can talk ‘im into something,” Haley giggled. “You KNOW he’s spoiled.”“Yeah,” I sighed. “So are we. Wonderful, ain’t it?”So that means that my itch is going to be scratched.“Home? Or office?”“I know what you want, Haley...”“Oh, just an HOUR, that’s all.”“You’re an addict...”“Let’s go. I. We started to breathe heavily. I put my hand on her ass and started to squeeze it. She was moaning slightly. I raised her and put her on the bed. She was wearing a black satin skirt and a nylon top. I was only wearing a towel.I was on top of her and started to kiss her eyes, lips, forehead, neck and all. Her ear lobes were her weak spot. I used to tease her and turn her on. Slowly I made her sit on my lap facing me. I played some romantic songs on my mobile. Slowly I removed her top and. Their mother's gave the odd beating which some maintained was crueller than their father's especially if using the slipper or switchAll had tasted the strap/cane at barding school not just on their hands but their covered and uncovered bottomsIt grew out of four from different parts of Ireland who began making new friends, it was a coincidence that all shared they had received their Father's belt on their bare arse as they put it to each other until and still does when they go home at the.