As a sixteen-year-old who could barely make through the day without jerking off three or four times, she really got me going, and I think she did it o... purpose!Often, she'd have a wardrobe malfunction, and I'd get a flash of a beautiful large nipple and areola. It drove me crazy! I'd run into the bathroom and stroke a load out, but she was in and out getting ready. I was stuck on the couch, trying to hide my erection and struggling not to think about her too much because my precum would. She felt the unmistakable sting of strips of leather as the flogger introduced itself to her body. There was no time to grasp in her mind what was happening to her. All her brain allowed her to do was to translate the energy from the leather hitting her into vocalisations of pain escaping her lips. She couldn’t control the noise that developed from deep within her chest as the third and final implement was unleashed. This was him. She just knew it. The feel of the cane against her ass just. His movements were slow and gentle as he ran his fingers down my cheek, pushing his lips to mine in a tentative kiss. I probed his mouth with my tongue, and he shared his tongue in return. As we kissed, he allowed his hands to run down my back and come to rest on my naked ass. I could feel his cock becoming hard as he pressed it against me. I was the first one to break off the kiss.“Mmmmm, Uncle Dan. How can you feel wrong about this?” He responded by kissing my neck and bringing his hand up to. I put on my prettiest panties and drove into the city to try my luck. I paid my fee and entered into the area full of viewing booths there were a few men hanging around the aisles but non that interested me. I chose a booth where in the middle of two occupied booths and paid the machine to view some tranny films. I wasn't there five minutes when a finger pocked through the hole in the wall, I stroked the finger and then a cock was pushed through. God it was beautiful, and I leaned down and lick.