“Please?” “Yes Dillon. My husband will be out of town for two more days at least.” She said. “I would like to spend my spare time with you...” He asked her to please make plans, he promised to be ready by eight. “We will go to the ballet. I will call Mikhail and have him get the tickets,” She offered. It sounded good to Dillon, but.... “Do you have a suit, Dillon?” He shook his head. “I’ll take care of that too. Can you take a few minutes to stop by a tailor’s shop not far from here,. I let out a soft groan and she gave me a mischievous wink. Then, without hesitation, she wrapped her lips around my cock and started slowly inserting it into her mouth. When I felt the tip touch the back of her throat she began to withdraw, stopping with just a fraction of an inch still between her lips. She swirled her tongue around the end for a few moments before consuming my cock with her mouth again. I wanted desperately for her to take as much of my length as possible and after a few. She could see Butch's wife. Ken had been the best man attheir wedding. In a forceful, but normal voice she turned to Butchand said, "Are you crazy? I am paying my respects to my grandmotherand you just buried our grandfather."Moving closer he said to her in a tone just above a whisper, "Maybewe can help comfort each other."Beth was now furious. Her former cousin wanted to have sex with heron the day of their grandfather's funeral. Granted Butch didn't knowthat she used to be Ken, but still. It was a subterfuge that worked for them all. Nikki was ever so grateful to Mrs Denver for dealing with her. She so looked forward to being disciplined. The pain of the caning itself. The perpetual tingling of her bottom for hours and hours afterwards lasting well in to the night which enabled her to masturbate so many times reaching the most awesome orgasms. It was her special sexual experience that she enjoyed so much. Her mum’s job was harder. There was no sexual attraction to spanking her.