”Lucy saw how Janet was blushing and smiled as she asked, “So you never got eight strokes of the cane then?”Janet replied, “I never got the ca...e at all,” then added almost whimsically, “I don’t suppose I will now as I am the headmistress.” After making the comment she realised how true that regret was.Lucy heard Janet’s tone and asked, “Well, do you think that if you had been caned and got a better degree, you would’ve been more successful?”Janet was surprised by the directness of the question. With his slick cock pressed against her cleft, he began slithering it up and down until it was fixed firmly between firm buttocks. Carol continued stroking Mike’s cock as he glanced over at his wife and her new lover. He saw Don’s cock was wedged between Terri’s tight asscheeks and her head was tilted to one side with Don teasing the sensitive area of her neck, close to her ear with his tongue, driving her crazy. Goose bumps had surfaced on her arms and legs as he slipped his fingers down her. I am writing a true story which I have experienced in my life while traveling in my car. One fine day in the morning when I was traveling to join my duties suddenly on half way of my journey I saw a women asking for a lift, I stopped and saw she was in a hurry to reach her destination, she requested me if she can join me to the nearest bus stop which I will be passing by, so I agreed upon and started the journey,She was a beautiful women aged around 30yrs. whitish skin, slim body and a. This had gone too far and I told her so. "There is no way you can force me to wear those clothes. And, Furthermore, you are not giving me any more of those hormone shots. This has gone far enough and I am not going to allow it to go any further. Enough is enough! You have had your fun and you have punished me for my indiscretion, but now it is over. I have a successful law practice and it is time for me to get back to work. Your little games have already probably cost me dozens of new clients.