”Eric interrupted, “It was not a mistake, it was a beautiful thing. It was the most beautiful thing that has ever happened to me. Please do not sa...y ‘it was a mistake’. It hurts me to think you do not think what we shared was as beautiful as I do.”“Eric, it was wrong. It was illegal. And I should not have let it happen. I was drunk and was not thinking straight. I gave into my loneliness. I am very sorry.” I was sincere in my contrition. “Mom, you are wrong. It was a beautiful. And I am not a. Turn around let me see that tight ass," he commanded. I moved my mouth to respond in contempt but decided to just to do what he asked dutifully instead."Come here," he said.I walked slowly over to his desk swaying my hips. "Bend over the desk," he told me. As I bent over the desk feeling very vulnerable and exposed, he picked up the phone and dialed an extension."Come to my office, Tom." I looked up at him scared and confused. I didn't know he planned on inviting anybody else to participate in. Anything that might follow the caning was not discussed but both women were aware of how highly sexually charged their get together might be.During the day Elizabeth phoned Mary and asked her if she wanted to go to the local pub that evening and she was rather put out when Mary declined although she, of course, did not say why she was declining.Henry's car was not at the Hogarth house when Mary arrived and she was greeted at the door by Lucy who was quite heavily made up, Mary did not recall. I didn’t say anything; I just started to suck it, stroking with one hand and playing with his balls with the other. He had reached behind and untied the strings holding my bikini top on. He then grabbed my head and started pushing it down on his cock going deeper each time until my face was buried in his pubic hairs. He held it there for a moment and grabbed two fistfuls of my hair and started to fuck my mouth hard and fast as I’m playing with his balls and fingering his ass. As I feel his.