However, before then, Emma waited for Miss Johnson to relax a bit, and then ordered, “Right then, Johnson, get up and then bend over and grab the se...at of this chair. You really do deserve the cane.“Miss Johnson was momentarily feeling very pleased with the fact that she had had an orgasm with a college girl that she actually fancied. She supposed it didn’t even matter that she was now going to receive the cane from the same girl because that was going to be just one more experience that they. Now I understood why men run behind the pussies. I understood how women control men with pussies. It was an amazing feeling. I felt I was in heaven. My mind and body was in harmony. I kept fucking her pussy in constant pace. I saw her face in the mirror and it was filled with pleasure. I saw her boobs hanging in between her hands, like mangoes hanging in the tree. I grabbed her hair and increased my pace more. I was hitting sweet spot inside her pussy as her moaning was increasing louder and. In addition to the Board of Donaldson and the EU prosecutors, we decided to send the information to a pair of investigative journalists who specialised in finance; one based in America and the other in England.Owen convinced me to add a friend of his, a blogger, to the list; her name was Gillian, and she was a genius. Once she got the story out, her site had over a hundred thousand page hits in the first 48 hours.We had been back in the UK for a couple of days when we got our first real clue. I was distracted for a moment as the girl next to me put down her hairbrush and, after one last enraptured look into her own mirror, turned to me. "We have to go now," she said, smiling. "They're waiting for us." Who?" I asked."Our Masters. Hurry!" She rose and put out her hand to me. She stood naked, not at all self conscious."I can't!" I said, shrinking back a little.She smiled tolerantly and walked over to stand behind me. I turned naturally, to look back into the mirror as she looked over.