‘I met your mother, Jacqueline, once, several years ago. How is she these days?’ ‘Just fine, Evelyn. Business keeps her occupied. I’ll be sure...to convey your inquiry. She’ll be happy to hear that you remembered her.’ Mike wondered if his lies would suffice to convince her of his alternate identity. ‘Oh,’ she laughed as if he had said the funniest thing in the world. ‘And how could I fail to remember someone with a reputation such as Jacqueline Hayes?’ Evelyn stared at Mike, openly sultry.. She proved herself adept at making best use of the limited time we had. I think we covered at least half of the positions in the Kama Sutra. She taught me how to delay climax both in myself and in my partner. She could bring me to the edge of a violent climax and then stifle it. She showed me how to do the same to her. She showed me erogenous zones in places on a woman where I didn't even know she had places. She showed me a variety of sex toys from vibrators and dildos to bondage restraints.. He held her there for a moment, then kissed her deeply as they both came down from their orgasmic high. “It was worth the wait, babydoll.” He sighed into her hair. “You are amazing.”She giggled and looked up at him, “I’m amazing? Can we talk about how you forced the soul out of my body?”“I’m glad you’re having fun so far, baby.” He laughed and gave her a firm spank, “But, the day isn’t over yet. Keep your shoes on, wear nothing else. I’ll meet you in the barn in a few minutes.”“Yes Daddy,” Aria. A sink full of cold-water (there was no hot supply) and the cool room speeding the wet soapy flannel which soon had her top lathered. She dropped her panties stepping from the flimsy items, leaving them on the floor to save bending and to preserve her dignity as long as she could, her legs opened, her back still to him. That flannel flashed between the legs, he could see her knuckles below the crutch as it slid back and forth. She twisted and the soapy flannel slid over her narrow buttocks,.