As she stood watching Officer Campbell adjust the strength dial on the caning machine, Emma held the cushion out in front of her.When Officer Campbell... looked at Emma and asked, “Ready?” and Emma nodded, Officer Campbell pressed the release button, and there was a swishing sound as the cane whisked through the air and a thud as it was buried in the cushion.Emma knew she would have to keep a firm grasp of the cushion and she did.Officer Campbell then adjusted the dial to number nine, and again. Their hands met and the moment seemed to freeze, both men regarding the other, taking in the contact of their palms.This was not a macho show of who blinks first. It was a meeting of equals, beings of the same heritage that even if they were strangers before, it would never be the case again."Hello Michael," the emotion in Ian's voice struck everyone, as his other hand covered the top of Michaels."It is a pleasure to have you here, Valerie speaks very passionately of you, I bid you welcome to. Now it would not have been right for me, despite my curiosity, to attempt to wank J’s cock as he was so much older than I was. I too had other wanking partners that D did not have access to.Now there were three neighbour brothers. D was the eldest. N was the middle boy about my height with blonde hair, tall and good looking if anything on the thin side. N was a year younger than me. Yes, he had heard about the hayloft and whenever his elder brother was not around he would plead to go up into. Voh bola, “Jab pain hota hai to phir gaand kyon marate ho?” Main bola, “Sharabi se poochho ke wine peete samay kitni kharab lagti hai, mager phir bhi wine peete hain islye ke baad mein wine ka maza lene ke lye, isi terha gaand mein Lund lete samay jitna pain hota hai usse bahot zyada baad mein maza ata hai islye pain ko welcome karne ko dil chahta hai”. Ab main tree ke paas jhuk kar doggy style mein aagaya aor apni shirt ko ooper kheench kar apne shoulder tak hata dya, jisse meri gaand poori.