What if, as they say, I am caned on my bare buttocks, it’s not the short sharp pain that hurts, it’s the humiliation of touching my toes, and his ...seeing the crotch of my panties, soiled with my girlish secretions, abuse of my vanity, for me, more sever than the raised bl**died welts on my arse. The big door to his study opens and suddenly he is standing in its frame. I see immediately, he is old, and smallish in stature, I feel I am taller than he, which makes me feel more relaxed, as if he. You know I didn't want to upset you. I had no clue you would react this way. I don't really even think I did anything that bad." You took your top off in front of everyone! You kissed all three of them! You don't think that's kind of a big thing?" Obviously not as much as you did, Mary." Well, I just don't think it's something you should be doing, that's all. What if your husband found out?" Mary, as far as I'm concerned, what we five adults do after work is over is our business. I don't know. The next day I flew to Cancun. I had a reservation at the Fiesta Americana Grand Coral Beach, which is a super luxurious hotel with a massive pool right on the Caribbean. I checked in, put on a string bikini and a sundress, and headed down to the pool. The warm sun, tropical breezes and happy atmosphere made me even more horny. Lying in my chaise lounge, little trickles of sweat began to form all over my skin. I could feel my bare pussy under my bikini bottom, and wondered if anyone else. " Can you attach them Daddy," I asked, ignoring his apology as I slipped the pearls into his left hand and leaned back against his chest."Of course honey," he said eagerly, clearly glad to have something innocent to do, relieved that I hadn't seemed to notice his furtive touch.His hands were like satin as they moved over my shoulders and gently caressed my neck as he lifted my long blond curls to bare me for his ring of pearls. I could feel his breath on my ear as he slowly opened the clasp but.