She was now in town and was too drunk to drive so she waswondering if I could come get her and take her back toher hotel. There are never any cabs at ...wo in the morningso I agreed to come get her in 15 min outside the barwhere she was now. I had only meet her once when I was down south and couldonly remember that she was somewhere between 50 and sixtywith a homemaker vibe. I hoped I would remember her whenI saw her.There was no need to worry, out side the bar there waslots of people but Miss. My cock was hard and leaking pre-cum, my heart was beating very fast, I wanted to get this woman off with my mouth and cock more than anyother woman I had been with in the past.I grabbed the waistband of her panties with both hands and pulled them off as she raised her legs to assist. My lips came to rest at the top of her bush and I began to kiss and lightly pull her fine pubic hair with my lips as I moved down to love box. My wet tongue thoroughly wetted her pussy lips like a cat cleaning a. We weren't rich but it was enough for mom to not have to work until we were in school. So she was always around and I grew up very close to her. Mom loved Wendy too, but Wendy had more time with dad than I did and not having him around, really affected her. Wendy liked to push mom's buttons and they never really got along after the accident. Wendy spent a lot of time mostly out of the house at friends or my aunt and uncle's home. It was fine, it just meant more attention from mom.As a. Tamara, who Laura at first took for a kind and lovely girl, was an unsympathetic and harsh task mistress and applied the crop with great skill.Tamara had been whipped many times before, so she knew just how to get the job done from first hand experience. She angled the rapidly falling blows upwards, just under the swell of the blonde girl's ass in a staccato like fashion. Tamara smiled with pleasure, as she watched the poor blonde humping her hips inward in hopes of escaping the painful.