She had read that those being spanked and caned often got aroused because of the pain although could never understand why. Betty had wondered whether ...she would think the same and was very happy that she did. Of course, although happy right then, she still knew she had to go through all the pain of several strokes of the cane as well. It was then she realised that she didn’t actually know how many strokes she was going to have to take which caused her a little bit of panic but she clasped hold. I put the doll on the bed and positioned myself on top of it. My balls were touching its face and I slid my huge aching cock alongside its forehead. My foreskin was running up and down, making it almost impossible not to release a huge load of juicy cum all over its face.I sat down and took the dolls head, with my one hand I grabbed its hair and took its face to mine. In the mist of the horny situation I kissed it with passion, like a person would kiss another person. I liked its face, kissed. The morning came far too quickly but I did get a good nights sleep and the sun was shining at the start of what promises to be a good run up to the weekend.After my morning caffeine and long shower a quick check of my emails revealed confirmation of my premium AirBNB booking for tomorrow, it was a young lady called Cindy who from her brief confirmation mail was early 20’s and would be arriving around lunchtime so I would need Abbey this evening to get the room ready, happy days. I returned. “No, he never penetrated me at all. He never mentioned anal--for that matter he never mentioned vaginal either.“He was happy to lick me. Once I wanted to see how long he would go, and it lasted for nearly two hours. I came like six times, but it was me that called it off. I finally rolled over and lay there next to him. I remember asking if he wanted to fuck me that time, but he just smiled and said as long as he was making me happy, he was happy. It was sweet even if it was super weird.”“And.