I choose a rather dark place, openned my trousers and masturbated like there was no tomorrow. I came right away. Enormous amounts of sperm erupted fro... my hard dick all over the dashboard, stiiring weel, floor carpet... What a mess... "Doesn't matter, I'll clean it tomorrow" I thought and drove to the first coffee-shop I saw.The coffee-shop was rather empty except of a company of three, a man on his fourties and two women, one midle-aged on the plump side, the other thirty-something with a pair. Thwaccckkk! A sweetly delivered stroke. Alison screamed and clutched her bottom. "No girl - you must not do that. I know you have never been caned before, but if you reach behind with your hands I may catch your fingers and I do not want to do that. Clutch onto the legs at the front and be a good girl".Again and again the cane sang its song, leaving tramline weals on that chubby white bottom which was soon turned red. Alison screamed and screamed, but hung tightly onto the legs at the front. As. My hands hiked up Claire’s dress and I dipped a few fingers inside her already soaking-wet underwear. She unzipped my jeans and reached inside— “Back to the bedroom?” she pleaded. “But all of us together this time,” I answered. Our clothes were gone before we even made it through the door. We fell onto Claire’s queen-size bed as a group—kissing, licking, and fondling. Everywhere I looked—everywhere I touched—there was always another beautiful female body to enjoy. “Okay, now it’s my turn to. The "heroine" was an unusually pretty thing with a set of 38DD (my estimate) tits that looked genuine. In the first "action scene" she was sunbathing in her backyard, lying on her belly with her bikini top untied and her firm ass "concealed" only by the narrowest of thongs.Shortly after her boyfriend joined her, she turned onto her back without tying her top and rubbed generous amounts of suntan lotion over her tits. Her boyfriend's attention quickly turned to her, and he took over the lotion.