I felt his hardness, the skin moving over his shaft. Precum leaked nicly, tempting me, and I kept licking the tip of his cock, tasting the saltiness, ...njoying it. I thought of the explosion that couldn't be too far away and my mouth watered at the prospect of tasting and swallowing his cum. Right now it was too early for that, so I got back to the task at hand. When one arm got a little tired I'd switch, using my other hand. I knew that I wasn't as coordinated with my left and it irritated me a. "Yep. You're a big boy now." Big boy now..." he repeated sleepily. "Remember two?" he asked me.Richie had long gotten used to I, my mom and my dad being able to fill in what he didn't say while he snuggled, a lot of the time not needing our telepathy to do it either. But this time I wasn't clear on his meaning, so I peeked in his head and found him thinking of the pictures my mom had shown him of my second birthday, along with the picture of me laying flat in the tub proudly showing off how. "But it's going to take more than that for me to forgive you Little Missy", with the cane still hitting the palm of my hands. It's then, without hesitation that I spin Little Missy around in circles, several times until she is so dizzy that she can barely stand as I then force her body onto the bed with her ass in the air and her face flat on the bed ahead of me.I pull that sexy work skirt down from her waist only to be surprised myself that her ass is now totally exposed!?! There's no way she. I’d told her what I would wear, so she knew who I was. This was part of our game, all agreed to in advance. Plausible deniability we called it in the military. We would meet innocently enough in the Barnes and Noble (I had told her I was travelling on business, and where, and she agreed to “possibly” meet me there) and if she felt right about it, we could have coffee and talk. And so there she sat on this fall Saturday, one of the most sensual, alluring women I had ever seen. Just a shade over.