Right now. Exciting, isn't it?Although I was well used to the cane (did a lot of self-caning at home) but it was still a bit more painful when someone...else did it. He started without too much explanation and I endured the first few strokes very well. By the 8th stroke I was crying out with each stroke. When he reached 14 I was crying.But don't get me wrong now. Even though I was in pain from the canning I still enjoyed it. And I enjoyed it a lot. It I didn't had a tampon in my legs would. I haven't been able to move my bowels in three days." He moaned out loud."I'm not sure what to do Tim." My mother usually gives me an enema when I feel this bad."Tena had trouble concealing a smirk. Did the boy take her for a fool? She thought, having trouble keeping a smile off of her face. Tim didn't realize that his mother had confided to her all about her incestuous day with her son.Tena had her own game to play. "Enema? O.K. Tim. Strip down for me." Here? Now?" Tim hadn't expected her to. ” She kissed him again deeply while his hand rested there…He removed her sweater and bra and took her nipple in his mouth as she sighed in appreciation. After a few minutes she rolled off his lap and stood before him…She kicked off her shoes and took off her jeans before kneeling between his legs…She reached up and unbuckled his belt …he stood for a second so she could pull the pants and boxers down freeing his erection…She smiled and said…seemingly more to his cock than to him…”I’ve missed. I then saw back , he was missing , in 3 seconds i can feel some one sitting near my seat , it was the same guy who enjoyed me from back.Now i can get a clear view of his face , he was looking smart, he smiled at me , asked me if i came alone.I replied “yes”.Then we turned to watch the movie, then he started touching my hands , he took my hand and planted a kiss and placed his hand over my shoulder.Then he used his hands and pressed my boobs , i felt wet , he has a magic in his hands, it was so.