He repeated this for the first three strokes with great success as Lucy was gasping and Mike could see from the look in her face in the mirror that th...s technique was getting her highly aroused.However, he wanted to make the final three strokes something she would remember. So he put down the cane and selected a thicker, longer cane from the vase. He turned back to Lucy and told her to hold tight as the last three strokes were coming and they would be very hard and very fast. Lucy buried her. My nipples and pussy started tingling. Mandy noticed Ihadn't moved and looked at me. "Hey, babe," she said and playfullyslapped my bottom. "What, you like that idea?" She laughed, and Iturned to look at her with a silly grin. She had to notice theexpression on my face and my erect little nipples. "My god! You do!Even I wouldn't do that!" She went back to looking for an outfit forme.I looked up at her from my bare feet and wondered if she was serious.Because at that moment I was so. She had never been a classically attractive woman, even when younger. And now she was in her 60s, she really looked her age. But to me she was beautiful and no more so as she had got older. Her laughter lines, the age spots on her hands, her big breasts that sagged and flopped all around and her delicious and prominent shaved pussy and her fat, fleshy cunt lips -- I loved all of her just as she was.Today I had come home from the office and found her dressed in a black slip with a deep lace hem. It just didn’t fit the mold for the normal ‘serial killer’ profile so Linda had taken a different approach. Due to distances involved between crime scenes and the relative short time frame between crimes, she had discarded the idea of actually looking for the killer on the streets because forensics, at all the murder scenes, had found nothing. She based her investigation on information she gathered concerning chat patterns: who was logged into what chat, for how long, and when, as well as how.