"Please Aunt Agathe, not boarding school, please. I'll do anything you want but please don't send me away I beg you." I was on the verge of tears, she...came and sat next to me putting her arm round my shoulders and dabbed at my eyes with a lace hankie."It's not you as such Jens, it's just because you are masculine. To be quite honest with you I'm of lesbian leanings and I find male company hateful to me. I'm sorry but you'll just have to go."I broke down completely tears running down my face, my. John laughed" thank fuck! I thought it was just me!" He told of seeing his mum, only she was spanking a husband and wife, friends of his family, using a paddle and then a strap. We were both hard, wanking each other's pricks. He pulled his wallet out of his jeans and removed a photo of his mum. She was very pretty, short, blonde hair, a touch heavy ,but curvy in the right places, he said she was 46. I said in no uncertain terms that I'd love to fuck herI went to a drawer and removed 3 pics I'd. A casual pick-up in the middle of the afternoon, no subtle chatter as you got to know more about each other. You almost stammered your reply - “Yes” then added “please”, agreeing your place in the hierarchy with that single word. “Let’s go to my hotel, just down the street” he said. You both abandoned the coffees, and you followed him out of the restaurant. A hotel, so he wasn’t local, this would be a one-off sex encounter with a dominant guy, who you would probably never meet again.You walked. Her eyes closed and she sighed pleasurably. I really like this. She looked up at me and smiled from ear to ear. A LOT I slowly slid myself in and out. She was very tight but seemed more relaxed than the first time. Brittni was raising her hips to meet mine at every stroke. Her long legs went around my back, and she crossed her ankles. This pulled me so deep inside of her I was worried I might hurt her, but she didnt slow down. Each thrust and she would flex her legs pulling me in and tightening.