I feel quite guilty about keeping you a secret, don’t you Albert?”“I think they would be quite jealous if they knew.” Albert replied.“You ha...e a local group do you? And do you all get together and talk about spanking?” I was shocked by his comment but was feeling very horny.“Yes of course, there’s even a few women locally who indulge, but they’re few and far between, and not so nearly as attractive as you. Normally we have to hire somebody for the evening. It’s not very often we meet someone. In particular those tow young men were her stepsons, Marshall and James. Each was sporting a massive erection, easily much bigger then their father. James was feeding his big meat into Mrs Higgins mouth, while Marshall was dipping his cock into her pussy. From where she was standing Franny could clearly already see the spunk dribbling out of the elder woman’s love nest.Mrs Higgins was amazingly attractive for her age, and until now Franny had always assume a fat woman due to her over sized. The drink I pour myself from the carafe doesn't taste nearly as good as a pina colada. It tastes like …old wood. This is how a… liquidized wooden ship would taste. There's ginger ale in the fridge. I throw some into the glass. It makes it slightly better. A sip. And a deep breath. Okay… I’m not going to be depressed here! I’m not! Another sip.I go downstairs, to meet my destiny. My trembling inner voice turns into a nonsense melody, "Fate, fate, fate... is on my side. Fuckin’ fate. Don’t swear. She nervously looked at me.“Okay, Cindy, I am at your hymen… your ‘cherry’. Now this is going to hurt a little, but I have to get past it to take your virginity. I will be as gentle as I can. Can you be a big girl for me?” I asked her.“Please, Steve, this is what I’ve wanted. I know you don’t mean to hurt me. Please, take my cherry… make me a woman,” she said. I had to kiss her for that and I kissed her hard and deep - like I kiss a woman.I gathered myself for this and then I looked at this.