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DELIVERANCE This story is a work of erotic fiction. All names, characters, places and incidents are either a product of the author’s imagination or are used here fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual events, locals or persons, living or dead, is entirely coincidental. [ part 2 ] Cruel Formalities “Remember! If you don’t obey, you will be punished,” Simon told the assembled children as Miss Baker led a subdued Jennifer Madley back into the hall. Jennifer wiped her tear-stained eyes and tried hard to ignore all the nasty glances she was getting from the others. They would learn soon enough, just how cruel it is at the Priory. “Do you understand?” Simon shouted. “Yes, Sir,” they chorused. “Right! Back to your dormitories, to take the register and complete all the necessary formalities,” Miss Park ordered. As they entered their dormitories again they noticed that a desk had been placed at the far end of the room and were told to make a line in front of it. Victoria and Simon had followed them up the stairs, and entered the viewing cupboards to enjoy the spectacle. It was Victoria’s idea to have a Spanish child to help the teachers with all the formalities and Carlos was assigned to help Miss Baker and Maria to help Miss Parks. “Let them learn just what is required of them from the start,” she told the teachers as they prepared for the children’s arrival. Now, the children faced the same cruel humiliation, a Spanish child of the opposite sex to measure them, a camera to record their naked charms for the Ackerman’s research, and a sadistic teacher to abuse them, under the pretext of checking their health. “No talking!” Miss Park shouted, holding up a cane as word of what awaited them passed quickly down the line. “The next boy to speak will be punished!” Miss Park said, smiling as she heard Miss Baker saying the same to the girls on the other side of the partition. “Name?” Miss Baker, asked the first girl. “June Miller, Miss,” she murmured. “How old are you?” Miss Baker asked. “Twelve, Miss,” June, told her in a defiant tone. “Undress!” Miss Baker ordered. “But Miss! The boy,” she stammered. “Do you want me to punish you?” she asked her calmly. June looked nervously at the other girls, and then at the tall and handsome looking Spanish boy. “Please Miss, please don’t make me,” she begged. Miss Baker sighed, and stood up from behind the desk and walked over to the girl. Just at that moment, the sound of a boy being caned was drifting over the partition, and the girls looked nervously at each other. Taking a hold of June’s arm she drew her towards a bed and flung her over the end. Before the child could do anything, she had lifted her dress up and tugged her thin cotton panties half way down her thighs exposing her bottom. June squealed with the realisation of what was being done to her and fought to escape. It was a useless exercise, as Miss Baker took hold of one wrist and twisted it up her back, pinned her to the bed, and brusquely pulled her panties off. Ignoring her flaying legs, she proceeded to spank her. June may not have realised it as she felt the pain of being spanked for the first time, but Miss Baker was actually spanking her quite lightly compared to her normal standards. “Oh! Please stop, Miss” June squealed. “Are you going to do as you are told now?” Miss Baker asked, as she continued to spank her, smiling as she saw Jennifer Madley squeeze past the others to get a better view. “No!” June gasped. Miss Baker smiled and bent to her task, pleased that June Miller had refused, and started to spank the child harder. Her delicious little bottom started to glow brightly, and her cunt peeked intermittently from between her flaying thighs as she kicked in a futile effort to escape. “Well! Are you going to obey now?” Miss Baker asked her abruptly. Crying uncontrollably, June nodded her head. With her wrist released she frantically rubbed her smarting bottom, a hot blush sliding over her face as she realised that everyone had gathered around to watch her being punished. “Right then! Do as you were told," Miss Baker ordered. June softly wept as she obeyed, standing, and then slowly taking off her dress to put it to one side, an arm covering her vest under which small apple breasts protruded. “Hurry up! Do you want me to give you another spanking?” Miss Baker asked impatiently. Crying more vigorously, June slid from her vest, then her knickers, to stand naked with her arms across her front, watching the Spanish boy stare excitedly at her nakedness, as if it was his birthday and Christmas at the same time. “He shouldn't be looking at me like that. Tell him to stop, it's naughty!” she wailed. “Be quite girl, or I will let him punish you!” Miss Baker said, her steely eyes meeting those of the shy and troublesome child. “Stand up straight, so he can measure you!” Miss Baker ordered. June wailed but obeyed. “Height?” Miss Baker called, and Carlos stepped up behind the girl to measure her from head to foot. “Waist?” Miss Baker called, and Carlos stepped up closer to her and placed the tape around her back in order to get the measurement. “Breasts?” Miss Baker called out and Carlos panted as he eased the tape around her back. June sobbed and shook, her face turned away as he brushed against her pert nipples as he took the measurement. “Hips?” Louisa called out, and Carlos knelt in front of her, licking his lips as he passed the tape around her bottom and then drew the ends over her pubis to take the measurement. “Now! Stand on the scales,” she told her. Still weeping softly, June obeyed, her crying getting worse as Carlos had to stand in front of her to adjust the scales, his concentration faltering by the closeness of her body as he read out her weight. “Ok,” Miss Baker nodded. “Come here!” she told the child, beckoning her with one hand whilst shaking a curious looking anal thermometer with the other, one that had a ball like bulb, completely full of mercury, and which had been designed to create strange sensations when inserted. Her crying having ebbed, June stepped forward and found herself half pushed over the desk, with her bottom cheeks pulled firmly apart and the greased thermometer pushed deep into her anus. It was so smoothly done that she had only time to pant and gasp, then raise her eyebrows as she felt the strange sensations starting to build. “The next girl can be getting ready,” Miss Baker said, a stern glance towards the waiting girl reminding her just what would happen if she disobeyed. As the girl undressed, Carlos watched her excitedly with an erection that was clearly visible in his shorts, and Miss Baker moved the anal thermometer back and forth inside June's rectum and smiled to herself as she heard the girl’s breath quicken. Making a note of this in the girl’s journal, she drew the thermometer from her bottom to view the coloured length of mercury. “Very good,” she remarked. “Right! Stand over here, hands by your side, head up and facing me,” Miss Baker ordered, holding a camera. From over the partition came the voice of Miss Park, warning a boy of the cane if he didn't behave, and Miss Baker smiled as she thought of how obedient the girls were, now that they had heard a boy getting a sound caning. “Turn to your side now,” she called, the first picture taken. June softly wept as she realised what was being done, sobbing as she heard Miss Baker tell her to thrust her little breasts out, and the click of the shutter confirming that she had obeyed. “Now! With your back towards me,” Miss Baker ordered her, just as the boy started to scream. Sobbing her heart out, June turned her bottom to the camera and hung her head in defeat, her hot tears splashing to the wooden floor. The click of the shutter told her that her nakedness had been recorded on film, for all those cruel adults to enjoy. “You may dress now and then wait by your bed,” she heard Miss Baker tell her over the screams of the boy who’s caning had him promising he would be good from now on if only the teacher would stop. ****** Miss Park smiled as the boys entered their dormitory their attention immediately caught by a pretty Spanish girl, who was standing beside the desk at the far end of the room. Still largely innocent of boys, Maria stared at them as if they were foreign and strange. “Right! Form a line in front of the desk,” Miss Park told them. Next door, they could here Miss Baker preparing the girls for their examination and, the boys, hearing what was expected of them, drew together in timid nervousness. “No talking! The next boy to speak will be punished,” Miss Park told them putting down her cane. “Maria is going to assist me, so pretend that she's a nurse,” she grinned. “Right! First boy step forward!” Miss Park ordered. “What’s you name?” she asked him. “Robert Miss,” he murmured. “How old are you?” Miss Park enquired. “Thirteen Miss,” Robert replied, looking at both of them nervously while, from over the partition, a silence had fallen. “Undress,” Miss Park ordered. There was a silence as she wrote his name in the register, a silence that told her he wasn't obeying her. So, leaving her desk, she walked over in front of him. Then with nothing showing in her expression, and too quickly for him to stop her, she struck him hard across the face. Robert wailed and took a step back, just as the sound of a girl being spanked, drifted over the partition. Miss Park smiled at the boy’s startled expressions. “Well?” she asked pointedly. The spanking stopped for a few moments but soon started again, this time much harder, with the girl’s screams proof of its severity. Daniel needed no other encouragement and removed all his clothes, his ears and face burning as he saw the others watching him excitedly as his handsome cock came into view. Maria didn't look at his erection like a nurse, but like a girl, her eyes gleaming and her mouth curved up in a knowing grin. “Height?” Miss Park enquired, as she sat behind the desk again. Maria laid the tape measure against his naked body, her cool fingers taking an opportunity to caress his smooth skin. Her touches made him shiver and his cock to start to harden. “Waist?” Miss Park enquired. Stepping in front of Robert, Maria’s grin grew as she saw the affect she was having on his cock and slipped the tape measure around his waist. “Stand still Robert! Do you want me to punish you?” Miss Park asked curtly. “Chest?” Miss Park enquired, well aware of the boy’s building tension as Maria mischievously brushed against his cock. “Inside leg?” Miss Park enquired. Robert gasped and shook, his face burning as the pretty Spanish girl knelt and slid the cold metal tip of the tape measure up against his inner thigh, his cock hardening even more as she brought it up behind his balls. As Maria read out the measurement, her fingers stroked him, bringing him up to full hardness, which caused him to blush hotly as Miss Park watched closely. “Length?” Miss Park enquired. Thinking just how clever Victoria had been to appoint a Spanish child of the opposite sex to help, Miss Park watched as Maria drew the tape measure along the underside of his cock, to read the measurement. In her excitement, Maria had caused his cock to leak, and she lifted her fingers to her mouth to lick his flavour excitedly. “Stop teasing him!” Miss Park told the excited girl. “Now! Stand on the scales,” she told Daniel. Panting from his ordeal and burning with embarrassment as all looked at his cock, he got on the scales. “Ok,” Miss Park murmured, writing down his weight. “Come here,” she told Robert, picking up the same specially designed anal thermometer as Miss Baker had been supplied with for the girls. Still rampant and blushing hotly, Robert glanced at what waited for him and stopped. He'd had his temperature taken anally before, but never with anything quite like the one that Miss Park was holding. “I said come here!” Miss Park said curtly. Licking his lips, he shyly shook his head, his eyes starting to look about him for some form of escape. “Isn't they’re a smaller thermometer Miss?” Robert asked, hoping that there was one without such a large and bulbous end. “Do you want to be punished?” she asked loudly, making sure her voice could be heard over the partition. Sometimes hearing a punishment was just as effective as watching one. Miss Park held up the cane that she was dying to use and swished it through the air, thinking just how much better the pale skin of his bottom would mark, compared to the darker skin of a Spanish child. Robert shook his head, but didn't attempt to move any closer to her. “Well! Are you going to do as you’re been told?" she asked. Robert looked around, looking for a way to flee, and in the moment that he took his eyes off of Miss Park, she pounced, grabbing and pushing him off balance, turning him until all he could do was fall over the nearest bed. One more moment and she had one wrist in her grip, turning it up his back until he was pinned down. With one hand holding him pinned to the bed, she raised the cane with the other, bringing it down hard across his bottom. His scream tore through the air, quickly followed by another as she chose to make an example of him. While the others watched, stupefied and shocked, Miss Park continued to cane him in a steady rhythm until he begged for her to stop. She stopped and rose from him, leaving him to squirm and sob into the bed. “Learn quickly! Do as you are told or you’ll be punished in the same way!” Miss Park told the others. “Now Robert!” she said, returning to sit in a chair, as if nothing had happened. “Come here, and be quick about it!” she ordered. Robert clutched at his sore bottom and wept, as he approached her. When he was within reach, she pulled him over her knee and roughly forced the greased thermometer deep into his bottom. “The next boy can be getting ready,” Miss Park called while enjoying the sight of Daniel struggling to fully accommodate the thermometer. She slid it deeper, smiling as Robert groaned, then drew it partly out, smiling as the boy groaned and squirmed, his cock starting to harden again as it rubbed against her thighs. Beside them, the next boy undressed, and Maria watched with a teasing grin that made him fumble his clothes. Satisfied with his response to the thermometer, Miss Park made a note in his journal before telling the boy to stand where there was a mark on the floor. “Hands at your side, head up and face me,” she ordered. He jerked as if stung as the first picture was taken, then turned to the side when told to, once more straightening for his picture to be taken, his handsome cock nicely erect. “Turn!” Miss Park said with a grin. Licking his lips, Robert turned his bottom to the camera and blushed hotly as he heard the shutter click, his recent caning recorded for all to see. “You may dress and wait by your bed,” Miss Parks told Robert, her attention now turning excitedly to the next boy’s humiliation. ****** Mary led her husband Charlie down the steps to the flame lit crypt, to introduce him to Victoria and Simon as requested. They were both naked; the cold making her nipples erect and her playful caresses doing the same for his cock. In the crypt, the other adults had already gathered, all nude but for slippers, hair bands and the odd ring or bracelet. The women admired Charlie, this being the first time that they had seem him naked, and he in turn licked his lips as he looked at them, Victoria, especially with her lovely breasts, broad hips and long thighs, dark hair, and pale smooth skin. Miss Parks had stayed behind to supervise the other children in her own special way. In the centre of the crypt Pablo and Nina, two of the more athletic Spanish children had been ordered to perform sexually. The girl lay on her back on a stone slab, her legs raised high and wrapped around the boy, her heels drumming hard against his back, as she responded excitedly to his ravishing. Their naked bodies gleamed in the flames, as they worked anxiously to follow their training, the boy fucking her with strong and rhythmical strokes but being careful not to spend to quickly, the girl willing him on, rubbing her engorged clitoris wildly against him in order to reach yet another orgasm. Pablo sobbed and lengthened his strokes. His eyes peered around him with new attention as his cock slid out of the girl, and gleaming in the flames, swept back into her again. With a cry and a bend of his knees, his cock spurted his seed in long streams the whole length of her dark little body. “Well done!” Victoria told them, her sentiments being echoed by all the applause. “Will the Spanish children be sent home?” Charlie asked. “No! Their papers have already been altered by a friend of mine at the Ministry, and now show that they have left, so officially they are no longer here,” Simon explained. “Come here!” Victoria ordered the children. Neither Pablo nor Nina had the strength to resist, as Simon grinned and showed Charlie and Daniel how to fasten their wrists, before they were pulled up and suspend from rings in the ceiling. Panting and whimpering the children turned on their ropes, their toes only just able to touch the cold stone floor, whilst the naked adults walked around their suspended bodies. A tension started to grow, as the adults lusted after the suspended children and dreamed of all the things they were going to do to mark their smooth and delicate dark skin. “Simon and I will begin," Victoria informed the others. Like the other adults, Charlie stepped into the circle and licked his lips as Victoria tested a martinet whip through the air, one that had a dozen kid leather strands with knotted ends that she had retrieved from the arsenal of implements hanging on the wall. The flames flickered over Nina’s skin as Simon pushed her body back towards his sister, and brought his mouth up against her pert little breasts to roughly lick, suck and chew on them. As the rough sensations shot through Nina’s breasts, Victoria lifted the whip; her eyes totally focused on her lovely bottom and brought it down hard. The crack of the leather shook them all, but none quite so much as Nina. With a squeal of anguish, she jerked, her breasts arching into Simon's mouth as her struggling body was driven towards him. Mauling her breasts, his hands circled her to feel the welt swell up across her bottom, then pushed her back so his sister could whip her again. As she wept, her anguished face mirroring the pain she was about to receive, Simon took her nipple between his teeth. As the whip scorched Nina’s bottom, Simon bit down hard on her nipple and revelled in the resulting screams. Those watching yearned to do the same, to hold the girl as she was whipped, and roughly maul her tender skin. “What about the boy?” Rachel asked. “Charlie! Why don't you cane him?” Victoria suggested, as she readied herself to commence whipping the girl again. “Mary will hold him for you, won't you my dear?” she said with a sly smile. Mary was there in a moment, crooning into Pablo’s surprised eyes and roughly caressing his cock, turning it one way, then the other, her handling becoming even rougher until he screamed. With excitement rising inside of him, Charlie reached for the cane that Mary handed him, certain that his strong arms would have the boy dancing in agony. Mary squealed with excitement, pushing her body against the boy, holding him tightly as Charlie started to cane him. With the surge of white-hot pain, Pablo arched against her, his head flung back. Sobbing her delight, Mary rubbed herself up and down the boy's body, whimpering with pleasure as she felt Pablo's strong frame ripple against her. “Again!” she gasped. Mary reached down to take one of the boy's thighs and jam it firmly up against her cunt. Riding it, she watched her husband stretch his arm back and sobbed ecstatically as it hovered for a moment, then descended. Pablo jerked forward, blinding pain making him oblivious to all but his bottom. He wasn’t aware of Mary clawing at his chest and rubbing her soaked cunt along his thigh. Slowly though, as the searing pain in his bottom ebbed, he heard her offering him the chance to escape the cruel caning. “Beg to be buggered!” Mary softly whispered in his ear, her breath starting to break as she reached down to take a hold of his cock again. Wide eyed with freight, Pablo shook his head and stared at what was happening to Nina. Thin red lines now marred her bottom while she screamed and squirmed, not from the pain of the whip, but from the agony of having her tender little nipples bitten. “No, no!” he cried out, as the cane landing soundly across the back of his thighs. His young body arched into a muscle clenched bow, one on which Mary could rub herself cunt with glee, smearing his smooth skin with her juices. “Mary!” Victoria called, her voice cutting through their passions and halted them for a moment. “Let Louisa and myself persuade Pablo that a buggering would be a better than the cane,” Victoria said, a cold smile on her lips as she looked at the whimpering boy. “Daniel and Rachel can enjoy Nina for a little while,” she grinned. Victoria slipped into her favourite harness. As the small pins inside the banded gusset bit into her vulva, her inner lips hung between the straps to be rubbed by the hard leather whenever she moved, the pain building into a hot passion. The solid leather cock that was attached to the harness was long and stout, and had been designed to both act normally, or if the wearer activated a lever at its base before insertion, for hidden pins to protrude. Louisa caressed the boy, licking his smooth young flesh and stroking his cock and balls. She caressed his tender bottom and tickled his anus, while whispering filthy things to him that he wouldn’t be able to understand. A squeeze of his balls had Pablo presenting his bottom perfectly for Victoria who was behind him, holding the leather cock to his anus. As he struggled, Louisa gripped him balls even more tightly and drove him onto the dildo. Wide eyed, Pablo panted in an effort to get his breath back. He had anticipated some pain, but it hadn't come. All those enema nozzles had made his anus open without any fuss. Back and forth, a little deeper each time, Victoria teased the boy into relaxing and offering himself up to a deeper invasion. Louisa dipped her head down to suck him, and twisting his nipples ordering him to keep his cock hard. Victoria smiled and slid the leather cock fully into him, her hands drawing him to her, her eyes closing to better enjoy his cry as his tightening colon pushed the lever down and, sprung the needle sharp pins open. One moment there was a building pleasure deep in his bottom, pleasure so different from the enema nozzles. The next moment, indescribable pain as the pins stabbed his colon. His struggling tore his rectum, then the pins had retracted and the dildo was moving smoothly again, sliding over sore skin, exciting once more. Two, three strokes of pleasure, wanting it deeper, then the agony of having his colon pierced from within, multiple wounds that his struggling only made worse. He wanted to stop, he couldn't take any more, and yet the woman urged him on, offering him things, promising him things, wanting him to be a man. Slowly, the stroking overcame his fading pain and worries, and he thrust out towards it again. Victoria held him as she thrust hard, enjoying the feelings in her cunt as he thrashed and screamed, until he had no strength left but just to whimper. Across the crypt Daniel palpitated Nina's breasts, judging the size of her glands before he began to massage them. His actions quickened the girl's breath and forced her to push them outwards, her nipples swollen with her excitement. Rachel pressed her naked body up against Nina’s back, her fingers sliding down to wake the sensitive nerve endings along her spine and then between her bottom cheeks. A knowing look from her brother and Rachel’s caresses turned cold, as she held Nina tightly. Daniel grinned wickedly as he twisted one of Nina’s nipples. Her eyes widened, as the pleasure started to turn to excruciating pain. Then, before she could draw enough breath to squeal, he was pulling the breast up by the nipple with one hand, and slapping it with the other. Rachel embraced the girl as the pain seared through her, kissing her neck before offering her up to her brother once again. Calmly and deliberately, he took her other breast, pulling it out by the nipple, extending it until the girl squealed in pain again. Not yet fully satisfied, he slapped it from between his pinching fingers with the flat of his other hand. Once more, Rachel held the girl through her convulsions, this time, her hands sliding down to between her quivering thighs to feel the soft pubis and the very edge of her cunt. The girl's sobbing intoxicated her, leading her to draw her cunt lips wide apart, exposing her clitoris for her brother to see. Even in the firelight, Daniel could see how swollen the girl’s cunt had become from the boy’s ravishing. He pressed his nose to her cunt and inhaling, he roughly sucked her clitoris into his mouth, his cock never harder as she screamed and squirmed, her cries increasing as he bit into the sensitive hood and tasted the salty flavour of her blood. Rachel smiled at her brother when he stopped to catch his breath. She called for Louisa to help her lift the girl's thighs up and hold them against her breasts. It left her bottom parted and her cunt and anus fully exposed to Daniel. Grinning, Daniel pulled the puffy labia apart, then slapped at the raw flesh within, each slap aimed at particular parts of her inner vulva, each slap making the young girl jerk, squeal and squirm, her eyes begging them to let her off. Daniel just grinned, his fingers pulling her labia apart even further, and smacking the inner flesh. Victoria stood over Pablo and pulled his head back so she could look into his weeping eyes and gain his full attention. “Now! Do you want me to bugger you again?” she asked calmly. She had used it on him three times now, introducing him to its special pins. Now, at the very mention of it, he violently shook his head, his eyes widening in terror. “Tell me Pablo. What do you want?” she teased him sadistically. Pablo sobbed and shook. “The men in my bottom,” he told her between sobs. “Ooh, that's going to hurt!” she promised him. “Such big cocks into a bottom already cut and bruised,” she told him with a grin. “Are you sure?” she asked, her hand stroking the special dildo, a downward stroke pushing the lever down so the pins rose from their holes where Pablo would see them and understand the pain. Sobbing uncontrollably, Pablo nodded. Untied from the ceiling, Pablo was drawn over the stone that he had ravished Nina on, his bottom presented to Daniel and Charlie who both waited eagerly to feel the tightness of his anus. Charlie invited Daniel to go first. He was happy to do so, as his torture of Nina’s breasts had made him ready. He spread his legs for balance, then placed his cock against the boy’s anus and pushed hard. The soft crying of the boy changed to squeals and Louisa and Victoria quickly came forward, as much to keep the struggling boy in place as to get a better view of Daniel’s cock as he buggered the boy’s anus. Daniel smiled his thank you, and then leant into Pablo’s anus again, taking deep breaths while the boy's squeals rose with his agony. “There!” he cried, his cock suddenly gaining a foothold in the boy's colon. He bent his legs and pushed; surging deeper, blood oiling his passage deep into the boy's colon. Pablo screamed and struggled, his head flung back as Daniel’s huge cock stretched and tore; parting his anus like nothing had ever done before. The others gathered round to watch the huge cock slide slowly between the little bottom cheeks, the very sight arousing them, drawing their hands to their genitals, and shortening their breath. “Ah! I come!” Daniel gasped, his expression telling of his shock at the speed of it. Then it came over him and his thrusts were lifting Pablo’s haunches off the table, the boy’s cries ignored as all watched Daniel shudder to his climax. Charlie was more than ready to take over. As soon as Daniel had moved aside, he was there, staring down at the slowly closing anal hole of the half comatose boy. He pushed his cock into his anus and groaned as the closing walls gripped him. Pushing in, he felt the lovely tension of having his foreskin pulled back. His sensitive cock head uncovered, it slid deep into the boy's bottom, gripped by colon and marinated by Daniel's copious sperm and the boy's blood. The feeling was good, but not as good as when he began sliding his cock back and forth. The sliding feel was exquisite, the walls close and yet smooth, the anal ring tight and unforgiving. Gripping the boys slender hips, Charlie began fucking him in earnest, powering his cock back and forth, grunting each time he pushed the boy's bottom to his loins to bury himself deep inside. Around him, the women panted and stared, their hands reaching out to touch the struggling boy while the others worked their hands between their thighs. Rachel cut the Spanish girl down and forced the child's head between her thighs, riding it to a swift peak of pleasure, and then passing the girl on to the next woman. They grabbed at the girl without seeing her, riding her mercilessly until sated, then pushing her on, their attention never diverted from the sight of Charlie buggering Pablo. Pablo’s tight anus spread to accommodate him, yet still his bottom was a pleasure haven, if only for the whimpering cry the boy made whenever Charlie's cock stroked the wounded and sore flesh made by the pins. Having spent once all ready helped, but seeing his wife climb astride the kneeling girl and roughly begin riding her whimpering face while sliding his cock deep into Pablo’s bottom, was just too much, and like a hot geyser in some volcanic region, his seed travelled up his embedded cock to spurt thickly into the boy’s colon. With a cry he held the boy tight and let nature take its course, as blast after blast of sperm irrigated his bowls before being sucked down by his departure. “God, that was good!” he gasped, leaving the boy to crawl into a corner and weep. Mary beamed proudly, and rubbed herself on Charlie’s sticky cock, safe in the knowledge that her husband had certainly made a good impression. |