”“May I ask you something?” she said.“Oh sure” he said. “Ask away.”“How often do you like to uhhh jack off?” she said.The question k...ind of startled him but he openly answered her. “Oh uh I don’t know” he started to say as his voice seemed to quake and quiver as he replied. “Umm about two or even sometimes three times a week.”“Really, that often?” she replied. She maintained a smile as she shook the head lightly. “Wow,” she went on to add as she then nodded. “I had nooooo idea” and she nodded. ? He traced his fingers over her nipples, pinching them softly. Shesquirmed in her bonds. He turned to Mary, ?Doesn?t she look delicious all tiedup?? Mary immediately looked away. He grabbed her by the hair and pulled herclose to his chest. ?I asked you a question, cunt.? Mary squirmed trying toloosen her father?s grip on her hair. ?Doesn?t she look yummy?? Frank askedlouder. Mary nodded. ?Doesn?t she?? he asked even louder. ?Yes,? she mumbled. ?Yes, who?? he yelled. ?Yes, daddy,? she said. The Head Girl is then positioned over his desk giving his wife and me the best possible profile view. The cane is swished a couple of time before lining it up.Each stroke is considered before it lands on the desired place. He isn’t in a hurry. After each stroke he slips a hand under her hanging boobs and fondles them one at a time. Each nipple getting more rough treatment as the caning continues. Before lining up the cane for the next stroke he runs his hand over her curvy ass before finally. I resisted.Unsuccessfully.In about 20 seconds, I pumped a good quart of cum into Abby's perfect"pussy."I was humiliated.Abby was delighted.But "she" was not only sympathetic. She knew how to fix things."Scoot up and feed me your cock, Baby," she said. "I'll get you hardand you can fuck me properly. Without cumming right away. No big deal.Please."Should I?Heck, yes.I straddled Abby's shoulders and fed her my limp, cum-drenched, anally-tainted ticklepole.Oh. That was nice. My first fuck followed.