I felt she was much more severe than Fran. And I was now regretting being so stupid saying it was a piece of cake.And this after some 40 strokes into ...y punishment. I got to around 100+ and was drifting away. And the cane was landing,but I didn’t feel it. I suppose I would describe it as an out of body experience, and I was loving that feeling. Then smelling salts soon had me back in the room. The strokes continued and I wasn’t able to keep count. My erection had by now totally gone. And it was. “I wouldn’t call it a little,” Ursula counters, trying to keep the giggle out of her voice.“Don’t worry,” Jane says, stepping forward to land a kiss on Ursula’s lips. “A little cum never hurt anybody.”“Oh?” Ursula says, not finding any other words to use.“I may only be into girls, but I do like cum,” she says with a slight giggle. “Come on. Let’s go to my room before grandad catches us and thinks he can have us both.”Ursula follows Jane to her room. This is so strange to her. Every time she has. That night, after helping her wash the dishes and watching t.v. with her I told her I was going to bed, she kissed me, a strange kiss at that, on the cheek yes but she kissed the corner of my mouth, getting a little bit of lips in the process, I didn't think of it too much at the time and went in my room, I locked the door and got undressed, I looked at the wall to my left, looked at with with fright, I used to hate that wall, because that very thin will is the only thing that separates my. But why would he be asking? He suspected that he too had been interested and pointed to the bathroom normally used by the day laborer and that was in the area near the kitchen. And he came in, smiling, and left the door open and she saw him urinating.That's when she went mad. What a beautiful cock had Cristovão. When he left the bathroom, she asked,"You did it on purpose, did not you?" I love insightful women, who see the reason for my actions-yes, it was on purpose, because I noticed how you.