’ ‘Oh, James, I felt so much better. I thanked her and gave her a big hug and I hurried back to the tube and went home. I wasn’t moping about an... more: I was thinking, planning, working out what I could do to make you mine. I knew people wouldn’t understand, that they’d say I was doing the wrong thing, and I felt terrible about poor Wendy, but I knew I had to face up to all that because I’d regret it all my life if I didn’t at least try. And that evening, I didn’t put off going to bed, although. It didn’t take long for things to start progressing. There was the back and forth flirting that was occurring more often and with increased intensity. Then she began writing me the most erotic, sexually pervasive letters imaginable, elegant and expressively detailed that despite their racy content would make the most seasoned of writers proud. Once I started reading the letters there was no turning back, her sexual attributes now taking a back seat to the fire and uninhibited passion of her. “Okay boy, bend over, we’ll start with the paddle.” Iworked his ass until it was bright red and blistered. “Please Dad, what will I tell Ki… the Cunt?” “You may tell the cunt anything you want. Tell her yourdaddy spanked your butt cause you were a naughty boy.”I kept hitting that ass until he was sobbing like ababy. “Now we’ll move to the belt and work your balls a bittoo.” “Please Dad, not my balls.” Stand up, bend. This was my time to have a great sexual experience by providing her with a great sexual experience.My tongue was never more active than it was tonight. I tasted and felt the contours of her body. Each part of her body felt different and tasted different. She wriggled and squirmed as I played this sexual violin with the bow that was my tongue. I soon found myself using my hands on one part while licking and kissing another. Each time she reached for me, I gently and caringly moved her hands.