Vicky went for the cane and the tawse. They took bear it in turns to give me 6 strokes each. Vicky had the tawse and she didn’t put the same conviction into it as Jon. I was starting to get worked up again and managed to avoid screaming out. I was crying by then but I still wanted more. J Jon told me to get off the blowjob sofa and get on the floor on my hands and knees with my knees as wide apart as I could. He then had Vicky lay on the floor in such a position that I could suck her pussy while he started caning me again. Because I had to suck Vicky Jon let me off counting the strokes. This time Jon was stood by my side and when the next stroke landed the end of the cane flicked round my ass and hit my pussy. That did make me scream. After 3 of them I was starting to gay cum and I started shaking but Jon didn’t stop. If anything he went faster. My pussy was throbbing to such an extent that I thought it must have swollen to the size of my ass cheeks. Well it felt like it. After 2 more strokes which both found my clit, the pain didn’t seem to matter anymore. I was still screaming but big with pleasure. Before the next stoke Jon put one leg either side of Vicky’s waist and I could see his body move as the cane came down. It hit me in the crack of my ass and went right down the length of my pussy. Its one thing the end of the cane getting just one part of my pussy but this one seemed to get every bit of it at once. The entrance to my ass as bisexual well. Strangely, despite the loss of someone blowjob who has been a partner for most of my adult life, I don’t feel a great loss. Worse yet, the girl sitting right in front of her was Stuck-uppest; apparently her real name was Lauren. Lizzie got out of the house bisexual pretty quickly in her newly fixed car, so mom and I had the house to ourselves for the entire day. It was a beautiful clear day, and the sun was hot against my skin and at any other time I'd be loving it - but not today. My futa-dick throbbed. This is the shit thing about big being a teenager. Suit jacket, tie, dress shirt, pants, shoes and socks. There was no foreplay with him, he put his cock in and started slowly pumping. And then to Ellen’s family’s gay relief, he had George come over again and work all of this into the ground to the neighborhood’s odor relief. “Why don’t you tell him to come over and ask him?” "Do you really..." Our eyes met and he rubbed his very sizable cock through his khaki shorts so the outline of it could be clearly seen. “I don’t fear you,” Atrin said, running a hand idly over the scar on his strong jaw. And Lisa was pretty disappointed that her "female penis" hadn't worked the way that she thought that it would. She started making small talk, and I engaged her until she fell asleep. “Sharon, my darling, I need you for a couple of minutes,” bear I say to her. When she felt the thick round head slip in she moved her hand. She squeezed him for a minute and then approached Hank.