"Do you want to cane him now?" Gina asked Sally as if Ryan was not there.Ryan's cock was rigid in his clothing as he thought of baring his backside fo...r a sexy mature woman with a cane in her hand."Yes, I might as well warm his arse before we all get down to some serious sex," said Sally with her eyes sparkling."Fetch the cane, Ryan. There is a good boy," Gina instructed her son.Ryan went to fetch the cane and thought of removing his jeans and underpants whilst he was away but then thought that. It felt wonderful. When I felt that, I rubbed the little lump continuously, the sensation I felt was indescribable. I almost clamped my legs together because of that feeling, but I fought the urge and kept rubbing. My PUSSY started to get wetter and wetter, and I didnt know what it meant, but I just had to keep rubbing. I couldnt stop now. My back began to arch, my head had begun to tilt backwards and my legs finally snapped closed, unable to take this immense pleasure any longer, but it was. Her name was Sandy Hawkins and she was one of those female Lacrosse players that was more like a boy than most of the boys playing on an all-male team.Apparently, Ms. Hawkins was to be the new coach of the girl’s team and she was conducting a talent search of her own to find suitable players for the fledging team. We went out on the field and she had me go through a routine of passing and running that accentuated my skills in a way that old videos did not really address. After the workout, we. He just turned sixteen and was very excited to come and stay in the USA. I found the boy to be very attractive, I mean he made my pussy super wet the first time I met him. But I never thought he would want to fool around with a fifty two year old woman that has three k**s. I figured this boy has pussy knocking on his door. After several weeks we all fell into a routine and Hans was part of the family. One weekend my husband took our k**s out of town leaving Hans and I alone. We went.