Dreaming about their bare bottoms which she was already so fond of spanking and caning. She loved the feel of both bottoms after a spanking. Hot and r...ed. Even seeing the raised wheals after a caning set her heart beating. Now she had this offer. Take them both in the shower and discipline them later. It was too good to pass up she decided. “Okay,” Mrs Hunt replied adding in a stern voice, “But you will both get a spanking and three strokes of the cane afterwards. Understood?” Grace had hoped. He showered tomremove the sweat of their fucking, dressed and had breakfast at a nreaby restaurant using some of the money she leftbhim then shopped for groceries at a convenience store and carried the provisions back to his haven in the cemetery as the shadows lengthened safely holed up in his comfortable sleeping bag when full darkness fell. Annoyed that Sadie had not yet appeared he unzipped his trousers, gripped his stiff cock and began to relieve himself thinking of the previous night.. So much energy expended during the four performances, so much pent up anxiety, all released over wine and dreadful nibbles. I had changed after the show. Well, to be accurate, I had changed during the final scene when the whole cast was on stage and I could use the dressing room alone. I wore a calf-length, dark blue dress, one of my favourites. It allowed my small breasts to sit braless and still have some shape. The waist was tight and the skirt full. I was wearing it for Emily. During the. Dunn didn’t miss a thing, she smiled and asked me if I needed to cum again so soon, I apologised and told her I found her very sexy. On hearing this Mrs. Dunn stood up and undid her kimono revealing the best pair of tits it has been my pleasure to gaze upon in my life and a clean shaven pussy to go with it, she dropped her kimono on the floor and walked to the sofa in the living room, I followed her and dropped to my knees between her curvy legs, as I leant forward Mrs. Dunn got hold of my head.