She drew the g-string little down from love handles. But couldn’t do more as she was lost Peter immediately held her g-string both sides from the wa...st and slowly took it off. He was eager to see her pussy and soon the separation of wet fabric from her pussy arises.As it starts separating from her labia he saw thick strings of her juices and getting stretch between her pussy and thong. Peter was astonished to see how wet she was and her thick cum like sugar syrup. It was a pleasure to watch her. If the girls were in her own house, where she had inveigled her way into the group calling themselves the “bum-fun girls” or the “caning connoisseurs" by a bit of very judicious blackmail, she often got back in time to take another, much closer, look at the results,.Her first sight of a cane landing across a bottom (it was a classic six) had excited her unexpectedly. She had become enthralled, so much so, indeed, that she had finally and deliberately got herself caned (before this being one of. Both Hazel and I wanted to go to this rave in town, but Mum wouldn't hear of it unless Jerry went too. Jerry said ok as long as he could bring along his two mates, Tom and Les, so it was all arranged. It was great, a good local band and plenty of dancing. Once we had arrived, my brother and his mates split from us, only turning up every now and again, to bring us some alco-pops from the 18+ bar next door. By the end of the evening both Hazel and I had more to drinks then was good for us, I felt. I strutted through the TV light to show off my trim body and perfect ass in my tight micro-mini. I stepped to the deepest part of the theater, well away from the door and hallway. Often this is the hardest place to see into, so reluctant guys are more inclined to come over for some discreet play. In fact, I had been taught that just going to that part of any adult theater was essentially an "open for business" sign. As I reached the wall a found no place to sit, so I stood, spreading my ankles.