Watching her face while being caned was mixed feelings I wanted to stop her pain but at same time enjoying that she enjoyed it and not a little turned...on by the whole scenario. Relentlessly the caning went on measured slow and regular from 10 to 20 on the 20th stoke it instantly finished, he telling his victim to remain still, and telling me I could now fuck my own wife.I was round at the back of the still sobbing Dawn and sliding my tool into her like a dose of salts, her buttocks red and. Zak, as you would have read from his earlier sex story, is from Mumbai, 24-year-old. He was so shocked and thought that I was very bold and a strong girl and he also liked me for what I was even after knowing my past about all the crazy and stupidest things I have done. I wasn’t scared to share my feelings and my past to him as he is never going to judge me. Then we were so attached to each other, we used to talk whole day (office hours) and the whole night, from WhatsApp messages to calling. I usually go to this town two or three times a year, Christmas being one of them as it gives a real festive atmosphere but, on this occasion, it was mid-July and the weather was sunny and warm. The town is an old farming town which has an outdoor market twice a week and a variety of second-hand shops. You can pick up a nice string of sausages or a pie and pasty from the market made from locally sourced produce and I like browsing round the second-hand shops mostly for books but sometimes you. Looking up you see what appears to be a few thumbs more up than down andyou release yourself, your pussy tries to contract and you feel the tug ofyour pussy lips as they try to close over that imaginary cock, and you actuallyfeel yourself spurting as you really are physically shooting your cum out ontothe bench. A small trickle of your own cum runs down your crack to the buttplug/tailin your ass and you feel your sphincter muscle contracting around the buttplug, enjoying the feeling of even.