...How many strokes of the cane do you deserve and want?" " "Oh about 6 Mike" You are older than the schoolk**s Emma, you will get one stroke for eac... year of your age!" Emma looked down then said " Ok Mike" " Right Girl go to that bedroom there is a cane on a hook behind the door, bring it in here please!" Emma went to fetch it, Mike put a dining room chair in the centre of the room with a cushion resting on its back. Emma came in, she was wearing a pleated maroon skirt, white blouse and. She had the book, maybe if she studied it tonight she could find ananswer. Then as she passed the antiques shop a sudden thought struck her. There had been a whole box of books. Maybe there had been something elsewith the other one, something that explained this whole situation?Turning, Holly entered the shop and blinked in the low light."Yes, can I help you...?" frowned Mrs. Merryweather suspiciously as Hollyentered the shop. The usually kind lady seemed to be eyeing her withsuspicion, what. The beauty of her sex was almost bare, despite one well-trimmed patch that pointed him in the right direction. He brought his face forward and let his breath fall on that clandestine spot. He could smell her arousal. It was thick like the air on a rainy morning. It folded over him, surrounding him in its strength. He nuzzled his cheek against it, the gentleness of it such contrast to the cruel growth on his cheek. In conclusion, he brought his lips to her outside and pressed them against her. “Bring that cock up here” I brought my cock up to her chest. I kneeled over here chest with my balls and on her breasts. She slides the condom over my cock. “I want you to fuck the shit out of me now” pushing me back down to her pussy. I grabbed my hard cock and moved it to her pussy. She held the tip of my dick to help guide it into her pussy. I slowly stuck my dick inside her pussy. Slowly all the way in as far as I could go. Amanda took a deep breath as soon as I got it in all the way. I.