I longed for punishments to takeplace so that I could get my thrills watching. However, I did not get turned onwhen cry boobies wailed on being caned.... The boys and girls who bore theirpunishments stoically were the ones I liked to watch. There was one particular boy, Rana, who gave me thedistinct impression that he enjoyed the punishment. After his punishment, I wascertain that there was a bulge in his crotch. I yearned to try caning some ofmy friends but never picked up the courage to broach. She, of course, had on her mandatory face mask, but it wasn't really her face that drew his attention.Jay was a well-maintained fifty-five-year-old, and he guessed the girl was between twenty and twenty-five. She was tall, and thin - a model's sort of body- with long, lean legs and little sandals on her feet. She wore a tiny pair of shorts- like gym shorts- well worn and a little dirty. She wore a cotton long sleeve shirt that covered her upper body and hid what must have been smallish. Kate laughed it will be fine sally said no . Kate laughed you will pulling Sally's hair back her other hand rubbed Sally's vagina through her leggings , sally gave a deep sighThey started kissing sallys arms wrapped around Kate's neck, I reached up and pulled the leggings down to her ankles, she stepped out of the legging , Kate's hand rubbed her Sally's breathing was getting heavier she opened her legs wider kates fingers moving faster lick her chrisI looked at her her fanny and opened her. I felt a little uncomfortable, but I dealt with it and tried to get on with the party. My sister did the same. We didn’t talk about it, maybe it was best not to discuss things.---------------------------------------------Of course, that next morning I woke up horny as hell. I mean, I almost got off last night, but I didn’t. Any guy will know that is way worse than not getting excited at all. I didn’t have anything else to do, so I figured that I would masturbate to relieve the pressure. I lay.