Ironically, the town's residents were now mainly of German descent, with ethnic Scots accounting for only a tiny number.Katie and her mother were drin...king coffee in the small shop on Main St., opposite the tall Masonic Block building."You're certainly happier than I've ever seen you," smiled Rose McGregor.She studied her daughter over the rim of her coffee cup. What she had just said was true. Katie positively glowed, especially if she happened to be talking about Donnie McGregor. There was a. Can you help our naughty little boy to his feet and then perhaps Louise and Rachel could help him to my bedroom where everything is ready for his caning? It’s the open door, third one along the landing, ladies.” Mrs. Taylor added.Within moments, I had been helped to my feet by Auntie Jane and Auntie Pauline, who both smiled at me as they watched the tears continuing to fall from my eyes. I wiped my eyes and my nose and wanted to rub my extremely sore bottom but was prevented from doing this as. Finger me some more now. Let’s make him come.”I spread my legs even more, giving him a good view of my glistening wet cunt. Janet puts her hand between my legs again and pushes two of her fingers straight back into my hole.I look him in the eye and bite my lip. I’m trying not to make any noises as Janet fingers me, but it’s hard. He’s rubbing his knob harder and harder under the table. Fap, fap, fap he goes. And squish, squish, squish go Janet’s fingers.This is crazy. People are walking past. There was a damp patch on the apex, but I clocked this and through years of experience placed my front wheel a couple of inches to the right before gently winding the power on and hurtling out of the corner. This was a fantastic road, though one of the most dangerous in the region. I needed my wits about me and for this thirty mile stretch all thoughts about what awaited me at the end of the journey had to be put to one side. The twisty road inevitably delivered me to the small country town.