With each wriggle of her hips and twitch of my bum we gently filled her needs with my desires. Finally, she grunted with satisfaction as my pubis grou...d against the stiff little core of her delights.Dot then did a strange thing. She started rearranging the linen around her into tidy piles. With my cock lodged as deep as it could go I watched puzzled as she twisted and swiveled to reach the piles of linen and tidy them. As she leaned and stretched she sent strange little twitches along her love. So I continued in that same erotic tempo, smacking her buttocks alternating between each cheek, thrilled at the increasing warmth that began to spread across them and the rosy blush that soon followed. Gone was the bravado and the fear and neurosis. Now I was in control.Smack. “Owww!” I rubbed. “Mmm,” she purred. “You gonna behave from now on?” “Yes sir,” she said in a breathless almost girlish lilt. I arched myself forward and craned my neck to see her face and found myself hardening at the. She gasped in horror, and her hugeviolet eyes filled with tears. Her voice was tiny as shesaid, ‘You may as well tear me limb from limb. It wouldkill me just as surely.’And then the past hit me between the eyes, as Iremembered the most shameful thing I’d ever done. As asmall boy, I had once trapped a small bird – a sparrow –in the garage and battered it half to death. Just one ofthose things that curious small boys do. Life was such amystery that I had to try to. But my point is that we resumed our fairly regular online chatting and I began to get a feel for his routine. As soon as I could find a night free from my family and other obligations, I was going to try to work out a way to meet with Caine in person.The chance came up sooner than I expected. I had been planning on going out with some of my girlfriends but they all canceled on me. I had already gotten dressed up and I was driving to my friend Heather’s place to pick her up when she txted me.