We lay in a heap on the floor, the girls spent physically, me emotionally.The longer I gazed at these two little minxes, the more I wanted to impale t...em on my prick.Margaret was in an ideal position to be taken; lying on top of Stella with her legs spread wide apart, little pussy wet with saliva and lube juice.Time was precious, there seemed no point in wasting it - these cuties would soon be going home and I might never see them again.I got up and lifted Margaret's little bottom up, drawing. Jessica paused as she was halfway through the caning and rubbed the cane to and fro across Lisa's bottom reckoning the tension would increase the feeling of pain.Lisa felt the cane being rubbed from side to side and supposed the caning was halfway through although she had lost count after the second stroke. Still, her experience of the cane said most guards rested halfway through. Jessica listened to Lisa's pained breathing for a few more moments before pulling her arm back again and as she. He snacked, drank coffee by the gallon, pee`ed, watched the box, read, anything to pass away those hours, at 2am he dozed off on the old sofa, at four he awoke with a stiff neck, he tried to sleep in his bed once more, awoke again at six after a lurid dream that had Gaye dripping with blood, fried and ate an egg sandwich, drank more coffee, then played patience till a quarter to nine. then for the last fifteen long minutes he paced, mind racing till at four long minutes past, near frantic he. He nodded and worked at slipping her shirt over her head. When her bra came into view, he ran his finger under the straps and brought them down to expose her nipples. She watched as he used his hands to raise them to his lips, first one then the other and suck at each one of them in turn. ‘Sweet woman, mother of my son, I envy him when these are full of milk and he suckles them. I’ll have to be careful not to take too much from you, we want him to grow big and strong and learn to live and love.
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