Fucking little hobbit, she thought. Respect the goddamned boundaries. She felt his was a hard sell, reeking of overcompensating desperation. But one t...hing perplexed her.He could prove it?Good luck with that, she decided, dismissively giggling at his out-of-league attempt under her vineyard worshipping breath. Move those wide, hairy feet along, middle earth man, she thought while continuing to humour herself with insults before swivelling away from her diminutive suitor on the bar stool that. Her mattress and bed linen were also custom made. I asked her why and she said, "Wait and you will find out." Tricia liked her booze, and soon she was feeling a nice buzz. "I'm going to change into something more comfortable. These jeans are cutting off the blood to my legs." Tricia went into her bedroom and left the door open. I could see her in her bedroom mirror. She didn't look into her mirror, but I had a feeling she was going to do a show for me. She would act innocent when she returned. « Come on pervert » she snarled, « The next stop is ours » We got off the bus and they led me down a side street to there house. In the living room, they told me to strip naked. I was shaking in fear but my cock was rock hard as Betty set up a video camera on a tripod to film my punishment. Mary produced a crook-handled school cane and swished it in the air. I cringed. Betty forced my arms behind my back and held me firmly. Mary raised the cane and sent it crashing down across my rock hard. While dinner I was watching aunty only. When she bent to add rice to my plate, her boobs were clearly visible and by seeing that I came to know she was not wearing bra. Ah what a view. I finished in hurry and asked to cure my problems for aunty. So she told wait for a min and went to wash plates and finished all her work and came and sat in sofa. She was sitting opposite to me. Ah in that tight nightee she was looking hot and sexy I was seeing her.She told she will make a video call to her.