Damn it! I’m a strong woman. I’ve been down this path before and know what can happen. He’s married. it doesn’t matter that it isn’t a worki...ng marriage. It doesn’t matter that I want to drag him to bed and do things with him that would make me blush. He’s fucking married. He walks over and kneels at my chair. I try not to look at him, but keep stealing glances. He leans in. He is going to try to kiss me. I know it. I’m going to resist. He’ll get frustrated and leave. Then it will really be. . standing with his white smooth bottom on show!I had to remember to breathe! I just had to look again, I couldn't help myself. All the time a soughing rhythmic sound became prominent. I peeked again, this time holding my nerve to look for longer, absorbing more detail. Yes, there stood my slim cousin, wearing just his vest, and his white plump curvy buttocks on show, and he was stood right against the rear wall of the shed.His hands were in front of him and I assumed he was masturbating, as I. She’d been desperate to rescue her husband from the grasp of Anita but it had landed her into a shameful threesome with Spade Adams and a white man.If Sybil was to reclaim her dignity; if she had any hope of reclaiming the moral high ground over her husband Jake, the identity of the white man in the threesome had to remain a secret; so her brother’s support was imperative.She needed some prime time alone with her brother; not to talk about what had happened between them ... but just to feel one. Miss raised her finger ominously, “Your juices are flowing. How dare you get excited by my punishment. I will deal with that after I have caned your bottom.”Miss picked up the cane, flexed it then rubbed Jo’s taut bum cheeks again. ‘Swish’, the supple cane hissed through the air hitting her bottom with a satisfying crack and Jo screamed “Shit!”“That is unacceptable language, young lady. For that, you will get an extra stroke and the same for any other profanities.”‘Swish’, ‘swish’, ‘swish’, the.