We've got lots to do tomorrow!" all she could think of was what his hand would feel like rubbing where he had just stung her.Things continued to be di...ficult the next morning.Granted, it wasn't Megan's fault. In fact, there was no way she or anyone else could have prepared for it. But once they got installed at a table in the waffle house, and got their menus, Hiroto tore off what seemed like five minutes of rapid Japanese. Hamako spoke back, looking anxious, first, and then upset. She was so. They had a small ad with a stock picture of a sexy blonde. Bullets on the ad advertised ‘Escorts…special event companions…we do bachelor parties…’ and so on. Instead of going to the gym at lunch, I found the most secluded spot I could find in midtown and called the number. ‘City Deluxe Escort Service,’ said a cheery female voice on the other end of the line. ‘Uh, yes…I would like to…uh…’ How exactly do I ask this? ‘Um, I was at a bachelor party recently, and there was a dancer from your. The fact that we were acting so normal, pretending like if nothing is happening, was extremely arrousing."Aren't you a bit uncomfortable there sweetie? You can take your underwear off if you want, you know, because of the heat. There's nothing I haven't seen already darling, i'm your mother after all." she said in a calm voice with her eyes still closed, her body facing the sun."Yeah I guess you're right, like always" I replied, with a grin on my face as I was taking off the boxers.By the time. Threw her down, hiked up the skirt, went to town with the cane. Finished with the shots across the cunt with the belt (You can see the bruises in the shots).She was a sniveling fucking mess by then, begging no more, no more…which of course turned me on. So I slammed it facefirst against the wall and ass-****d it standing up. It was a great sodomy. Started there, cheeks against the hard wood, went everywhere, from all angles, ended with it bent over the bed pounding away as hard as I could.