“It is good to keep his attention while you are spanking him. Another one is this old large wooden paddle with holes in it. This one was used in t...e old school house.” She gave my poor exposed bare bottom several whacks with it. The paddle really stung a lot.She proceeded to demonstrate all of the paddles and other assorted spanking implements on me. My wife also tried them out to see how well they worked.When I thought all of the items were used on me and I thought my terrible ordeal was. Come to check up on me? Who is this with you? He looks vaguely familiar,”“High Chief John, Balgo; don’t you remember him killing the Shaman?”“Oh. Him? Yes, we were glad to see that Shaman get his comeuppance. Welcome to the Farfarers’ new camp, High Chief. What do you think of it so far?”John bit back an automatic response to that question, and spoke after thinking.“Rather impressive, Balgo. I like the choice of that large tree as a focal point. It will provide some shade for any tribal. The guy on my left has an average uncut dick with a long overhanging tube-shaped foreskin. He is pissing away and doesn’t look over at me at all, he just looks down at his pecker and does his business. The guy on my right is also doing his business. He has a smooth cut cock of excellent length and thickness. I look over at him purposely and then look up into his face. He’s about thirty, dressed in casual clothes. He does not return my look. He too just looks down at himself peeing. When they. .. of you..." his dark eyes smouldered as he looked down at her. He stepped towards her, and pulled her hard against him. "If I'm taking advantage of you Miranda ... I don't really care!"His lips claimed hers in a heated kiss, and Miranda hung on to Marcus for fear of falling.His lips felt so good against hers. His breath was warm and enticing, and as his tongue touched hers, she groaned weakly."Yes!" he growled against her mouth. "You want me just as much ... Don't you!" Oh yes, Marcus I do!".