I left after saying I hoped to see her again. That night my imagination ran wild. I had been with two Tgirls before, but that was many years ago. I cr...aved more. I emailed her and before to long, to my delight, I heard back from her. After some more messages back and forth, I asked when I could see her. My cock got hard just reading her words, “how about coffee tomorrow morning?” I barely slept that night, I felt like a teenager. Coffee went well, I was more smooth than normal and she seemed to. I was still in school. Then Rose rapidly went into decline, she had never really recovered from her earlier illness.”“Did Rose ever marry?” forgetting that I was supposed to let her tell the story.“No,” she smiled gently at my interruption, “I t’hink she preferred females to men but was too repressed to even try women. I got the impression she remained a frustrated virgin all her life. She was very uptight, strict.”“Did she ever try anything on with you?”“With me? Oh, no! She was far too. Emma was regretting her silliness and even more so when the first stroke bit into her bottom. She had been caned before and, as always, that first stroke was just so painful, and she yelped as she clung on fiercely to the far end of the table because she knew that if she got up it would mean that stroke wouldn’t count. The second stroke quickly followed and she yelped again, as she did with the third stroke. Even now she was wondering how she was going to cope with twelve strokes as her one and. Jerry stood up and she pulled them down. His hard cock stuck out very obviously. It embarrassed him a little and he sad back down quickly to hide it. "Jerry, I told you not to be embarrassed son. Sit up here on the couch and let me show you something. I want this first lesson to be all about you and your body," she said. Jerry moved up to the couch, waiting for his mom to join him. But instead she went to his knees and gently opened his legs. He was so nervous. His insides were so excited and.