Thornton, I am sorry if it ruins you daughter’s cotillion, but your son needs an ass whipping and I’m going to try to give it to him.”“I notic...d. Mr. Turner, be careful. He’s bigger than you and knows how to box.”That was definitely not what Jake had expected to hear, “Thank you Sir. I hope you’ll both forgive me if I don’t return.”“You come back in when it’s over. You have nothing to be ashamed of and I’ll see that Chip leaves.”“Yes, Sir,” Jake said.Jake strode out the door that Chip had gone. Inside, I burned with desire. Then I let all that drift away. This was Sarah. A sweet and young little lady, I’ve known, since she was…well I’ve known her forever. Let’s put it that way. Then I had an idea. It was a great idea or so I thought. I got out my cell phone. I pushed down my pants. I spread out my legs. I took a picture and then uploaded it to the computer. I thought about it. I thought about it some more. Then I did it. “Sarah. Would you like to see mine?” I wrote. A couple hours. They looked at each other and saw the panic that was clear in both their faces. All of a sudden, they were being forced to confront the thing they were most frightened about. ‘Ah…’ Mary stammered. She wanted to say something, but she didn’t know what to say. Rick walked to the refrigerator, got out a soda, opened it, and turned to face them. ‘I think I know what you guys are talking about,’ he said. ‘I already know all about it.’ ‘You…you do?’ Matt stammered. ‘How…?’ ‘Oh, Rick,’ Mary said. She. ” I put my left hand on John’s chest, took his cock in my right, and started moving my hips back and forth. “You can do what you were doing before.” John reached out and played with my breasts. Masturbating was as close to the real thing that I thought I would ever get with John. Even though my nightgown was pushed up and my breasts and pussy were exposed as John played with my breast, and I rubbed my pussy on his leg, I felt safe. Somehow I knew I could trust John not to take it any further. I.