So when the chance to win two tickets to watch PlayingItCold came up, I couldn’t miss it. There was a chance to win something I would use and enjoy,...and on a date where there would be nothing inhibiting me from going. And the thought of seeing the lead singer made my panties more than a little wet. -- It came to the day of the gig, one I had looked forward to for ages. The tickets were the type where you collect at the box office beforehand. I turned up, went to the box office, gave in my. I was pretty embarrassed about the whole thing so I split pretty quickly. Pat said we had to do it again but I was pretty evasive and said I’d see him later. I got on my bike and rode home thinking about how good it had felt and how soon I could do it again.When I got home mom was there as usual. Her name is Sarajean. My dad had died two years before and the insurance and stuff had left us okay with money so mom didn’t have to work. We got along really well and did a lot of stuff together, like. " He did, and I took him in my mouth again. I could taste his pre-cum now, knew he was close. I licked and sucked and swallowed, giving him all I had - and sometime in the next lifetime, he groaned and gave me all he had, shootingshootingshooting, filling my mouth, cumming on my face. I took it all with lightning racing through my veins, feeling - I don't know the words - honored, maybe? Maybe it's related to the feelings a submissive has when she (or he) pleases their Dom. I knew that I had. I waited, anxious to get on with this, Aunty stroked my bottom, patting it, and then slid a finger down the cleft of my bum and into my soaking wet pussy. I gave out a moan and pushed back against her finger which made her laugh and say oh my dear sweet Jennifer you are ready. Wasting no more time she swung the strap across the middle of my bottom smack and again smack, the sounds bounced off the old walls. At first I thought this is ok, then a couple more hard smacks and then the pain started.