Instead, she rushed down the stairs, intending to leave one of the large kitchen windows unlocked and discreetly open. It almost seemed as though fate... was on her side when she discovered the perfect window was already unsecured and slightly ajar. Summoning the agent to the front door, she coaxed him out of the house as they made arrangements for a second viewing later in the week. As they were talking, she knew it would not be a full week before she saw the inside of the house again. It. ” I decided not to say anything. There was a whoosh followed by the splat, the searing pain and the sound of my own yelp. I really did hate that cane. “Please Zoe” I begged. Another whoosh, splat, yelp. Crikey, that is really stinging I thought, still not clear if I was getting caned because I hid the cane or because she was just mad with me. “Please Zoe, that’s five strokes.” “Who’s counting?” she spat followed by a sixth whoosh splat and yelp. I let out my first whimper. . “Well mission accomplished it seems,” she said with a giggle. “I had a small one when you pulled me up to start kissing and then a big one when you pushed your tongue into my mouth.”Paula laughed hard. She told Michelle that if she thought that was an orgasm, she has been doing it all wrong. No wonder she was always horny.I just shrugged and got Michelle lying down again. I got between her spread legs and still wearing my underwear. Ignoring her pleas to shove my dick in her, I started kissing. She backed up into me, feeling my body against hers and for the first time I felt the hard-on I developed straining against the fabric of my shorts. She leaned her head back and I passionately but tenderly kissed and nibbled her neck and ears - first her left side then the right. Meanwhile I firmly cupped her left breast while I lightly played with her right breast and nipple. Moans were starting to escape her lips - low at first but then louder with lust. She turned around quickly and gave.