And though her husband never beat her, he never touched her in a more intimate way either.Only a few years before, her son and she had like friends - ...pending hours reading, playing board games and working in the garden together. Sammy seemed to enjoy being near his mother, contrary to his father, and she loved to have the single man she loved and trusted unconditionally with her.It was different now, of course. Like Josephine’s son Gorden, there was a girl. It changed how mothers and their. " Jenny, bend forward, put your hands on the window sill and lean forward so that you can look onto the shoppers below! Celia, undo the other lower buttons on her dress, lift the 2 front corners up and tie them at the back of her waist, then fetch me the cane please!" Celia tied Jenny, fetched Mike the whippy cane, " Shall I pull her panties down sir?" " Yes please, OOOH look at the red marks you have laid well done Celia!!" Right Jenny, the cane now for masturbating, are you ready?" " Yes. I truly enjoy your rough touch, but…,” she giggled as she lifted her hand in the air. My eyes followed her hand as she slowly raised it over her head. When her arm was fully extended in the air, yellow and red sparks danced around her fingertips. Cassandra closed her hand and the sparks disappeared, I turned my gaze to her eyes. We remained silent, staring at each other, aware of the heat coming off each other’s bodies. The sexual tension between us was building in intensity. “Witch,” I. She had a phone in her room and picked it up. Hearing a dial tone, she listened for the tell tale minor echo that told her that someone had picked up the other phone to listen in. Hearing no echo, she dialed her best friend Kim.“YOU WHAT!!!” yelled Kim.“Yeah, I really did.” stated Cindy.“You’re telling me that you got totally nude with Daryl and let him touch your boobs and pussy?”“Yup” said a slightly smug Cindy.“Holy crap Cindy. Were you wet down there? Did he finger you? Did you see his.