M...Mum how could you!Angie: Oh sweetheart its nothing to be ashamed of. Your a strapping lad that can have any sex he chooses.I told you that in conf...dence!Mum: Its ok its only auntie Ang..she wont tell anyone.I glanced over at Mark who was checking the football scores. I felt ashamed to let my sexuality known in front of another man. He seemed disinterested.Angie: I think its very bold you coming out like that...Some men are homophobic but your safe with my mark.He walked over and pat me on. Not in you, but like a hot dog in a bun, your plump lips being the bun I slide my cock up and down each time my cock head rubs deliciously across your asshole. I'd love to slide it in your ass, but I don't know you.So, without delay I change angles and slide my cock to the entrance of your pussy. My cock glides in you. I grab your hips and pump my cock in and out of you. With a flurry of hip movement you groan and I grunt. "Fuck me" you say. Softly, more of a request than a demand bam bam bam I. That explained the dress. The stripes from yesterday were clearly visible.Vicky had ended up being the least damaged yesterday, despite the caning to her breasts. Today she wore a yellow shirt and miniskirt, with matching bra.It was raining again; a persistent drizzle that kept people indoors. For the first time in recorded history, there was no line at The Cabin. We had our pick of most of the restaurant, and picked up a corner booth that was pretty isolated.We all ordered hearty breakfasts.I. The only thing that did was the sensations of fingernails raking and digging into parts of my flesh; the feathers sliding over my thighs; the sting of her riding crop and whips; and the scent of her arousal as she hung some fabric over my face that had been soaked in her pussy juice! She did not allow for my erection to droop, nor did she allow me to have any release. She would stroke it or slap it on her breasts or suck and lick on it until I was moaning and then she would go back to flipping.