A few turns of the raft and water would dump in from a fall over the wall the raft bumped into.The Italians were laughing and chatting with one anothe... and getting excited whenever the water dumped into the raft soaking one of the unlucky people to fall beneath it.We were all sitting Indian style with our legs crossed under us. Jill was next to me and held onto my arm, afraid she was going to be the next one to get soaked. I noticed one of the Italian guys give a look to his buddy, he gave him. ’ – she said.Saranya then made me lie down on the bed, and held my dick in her hand. She slowly brought her mouth closer and closer towards my dick; i felt her hot breadth on it’s skin. I saw her open her mouth a bit unsurely, and putting my dick inside her mouth. At first it was just the warmth, but then she used her tongue and then i felt the warmth, the wetness and the softness of her tongue. The experience was worth a life time of craving for sex. I closed my eyes to enjoy it completely.. When I return to the room, it is too warm to sleep. I perch by the window and pop open the laptop, and start typing. In a day or four you will read this non-story and send me a text. ‘Oh my! The unbearable lightness of being with me!’ you will teasingly admonish me, your message rich with affection, ‘Stop moping and cheer up!’ And I will cheer up. — x — As the train approaches the city, and as you reach for your phone to message me, your attention is drawn to the middle-aged couple – or are. Jane looked around. “Enjoying the view, sir?” she said with a smile.“Yes, you look wonderful.” I meant every word. “Well, we had better finish the job off.”The second half of her caning was accompanied by much oohing, ouching, foot-stamping, and wriggling. I decided two extra strokes were enough. Jane had twelve neat stripes across her generous bottom.“Time for extras. Let's get those legs together. I will deliver one stroke from each side.”Jane complied with my wishes and I stood to her left.