The following night I couldn’t fall asleep, as I began reliving my earlier experiences. After assuring myself that she was asleep, I began to fondle... her again. I was more careful and prepared this time. By the time I was approaching orgasm, I slipped out of bed and hurried to the bathroom. I finally stroked myself into orgasm, cumming into the wash cloth. I followed the same routine for several nights, fondling mum’s tits for ever longer periods of time. After my earlier successes, I eventually. My return journey was uncomfortable to say the least and as I drove the sixty or so miles back home, I vowed that I would never put myself through anything like this again.No, this wasn’t for me and now that I really knew the true agony of being on the receiving end of strict corporal punishment any desire to inflict it on others seemed to have also evaporated in one fell swoop! Even my fantasies held no more appeal. The numerous attractive young ladies who had previously captured my thoughts. I stood up and went into my mums room and began rooting through he knicker draws , she had so many hot things , g string and French knickers in the bottom draw I found a pink vibrator which I found so hot .I stopped and thought about her and Chris shagging , in my head i said fuck it I'm going round to Chris's to see what there upto. I got ready and walked up the road until I got near his garden I climbed over the wall and went around the back in his huge garden .He had a huge sliding patio. ‘I think I understand. But I didn’t do the exercises because, well, I thought we weren’t supposed to get ahead of the syllabus…’ ‘That’s generally correct, Jennifer,’ I told her. ‘I don’t want anyone to get too far ahead and make a mistake which will lead to an unpleasant and possibly traumatic experience. But the exercises in the first three chapters are very basic. Most people will be familiar with them already. Am I to understand that you have never given yourself ANY kind of sexual.