He should have known better than to have so flippantly underestimated the power of the cane."Half way," I said to him, but in truth I was halfway to p...aradise. My cock was twitching and straining in my trackies as our CMNM scene progressed. His hairy arsehole was intermittently on view as he squirmed about. It wasn't the target area but it sure was enticing. There was the promise and allure of more wild sex treasure there, for sure. I lashed the fourth stroke down, laughing with delight at. I was frozen to the spot as it quickly hit me that this was the mostfeminine outfit yet that Becky had me wear. The bow that she had tiedat the neck was just the exclamation mark in the statement that thisblouse was making. It really was a delicate and exquisite piece ofclothing that, ever so gently, declared its femininity. From a distanceit would be very easy to mistake me for a girl. Get a bit closer thoughand the gender lines started to blur a bit.As I was pondering this and staring at my. I showed her everything I'd learned the last few years coming here. My pussy cream ran hot down my thighs. I moaned around her bud, loving my little girl.“Fuck, yes!” she moaned. “You're going to make me cum.”It was a hot delight to hear. To listen and experience my daughter's pleasure. I abandoned her clit, wanting to lick her again. To be in her. My tongue thrust into her snatch and swirled around inside of her incestuous depths. Her spicy cream soaked it.My fingers dug into her rump, holding. Check my profile if you want to see my pictures. Love to read your comments!Ron and I have arranged a meeting a hotel. I always have fantasized about having sex with a man, but so far I have no experience at all. So when I knock on the door I’m a little bit nervous about what will happen. Ron told me he likes bondage and that he is a dominant type.When Ron opens the door he is only wearing a bathrobe. He orders me to also undress, so I take of my clothes. Except for my shiny wetlook boxer.