As I mindlessly listened to the professor at the front of the room, my hand again began to write. Once again, I included these words in my letter to C...ndy that night.Precious.Precious are the moments that we share,Gentle is the touch that shows you care,Precious are the days we spend hand in hand,You always there to listen and understand,Precious are the nights with you by my side,Making all my fears go run and hide,Precious are the minutes, hours and days,For you are the one I will love. She found it hard to breathe as she started rimming my ass with the lipstick,thick and red,and I was dying as she worked her way around to my pussy. She slid her thumb around and around my bum,occasionally putting pressure in the middle. She knew she was doing it right because I started to moan louder and she slowly and gently pushed her finger in,just to the first knuckle. Then she pulled out and started rimming again. She repeated this,sliding her finger further in each time, until it was all. I didn’t want to scare you but at the same time I didn’t want to ruin the surprise I had for you. You were fast asleep in your bed like I thought. Your angelic face set against your long dark hair made the hairs on my arms tingle. The attraction I had to you could rival that of any loving couple as though id known you my whole life. The anticipation of seeing you had me shivering and I wanted to wake you and embrace you straight away but I knew I had to wait. I set about getting the place. Daphne felt the sting of her mother's palm as it landed against the bare right cheek of her bottom. Her mother alternated cheeks, angrily spanking Daphne, hard and fast. The slaps rang out in the closed room, along with Daphne's cries. Finally the stinging slaps stopped raining down. For a moment Daphne thought that her mother would let her up. Then she felt her mother reach over to the coffee table and pick up the ruler."No, no, please Mommy, I'll be good!", Daphne said, squirming and pressing.