Then it was a race. My biggest problem was holding on til the stroke fell. David is really good at this—unless you have someone like Cynthia.Saturda... 9:31 AM ET—[email protected], I know this is probably nothing, but Jason Porter showed up early for the wedding. They let him right in. Security here is very strict, so they knew him on sight. It may be nothing, since Justin Immons arrived an hour later. Porter was working for Immons before the catalog shoot and Immons is doing. I hugged her and put my legs around her.My cock grew hard again at the sight of her nude body. She smiled and slept under me. I stood and placed my cock at her pussy. I rubbed it from the top to the bottom. After that, I started to insert my cock slowly inside her pussy. It was smooth and wet already. My cock went freely. I pulled it back and pushed strongly this time. It went in full and I started to pound her.The room was filled with the sounds of my balls hitting her pussy as my cock went in. Six strokes over her already sore bottom was going to hurt a lot, she told herself. Samantha looked at Jenny’s already reddened bottom and licked her lips as she tapped the cane twice on her unprotected and waiting bottom. She pulled her arm back, waited just a moment, and then brought the cane back down hard and landed the stroke right across the centre of Jenny’s bottom. Jenny looked at Samantha’s legs as she felt the two taps. Her eyes had cleared and she saw the muscles of Samantha’s legs. Then I was surprised, instead of scolding me like I thought she would she smiled.“Don’t be sorry,” she whispered, “its only natural, I mean even I get the urge… of course I’m more subtle about it because in eighteen years you have yet to catch me do it.”I felt my cheeks burn red. I didn’t think it was such a good thing to talk about stuff like that with your mother. But then suddenly my interest had been peaked.“Can you tell me a little more about dad?” I asked softly. My mother quirked a brow.