”“I thought about it dear, but didn’t want to dull any of my senses. I want to thoroughly enjoy tonight. Let me get us both a cup of coffee, and...we can relax for a bit.”“Sounds good, you always make good coffee.”They sat there for a bit, sipping their coffee, and noting everything looked very nice. Her mom broke the silence and asked. “I wonder if Herb is as nervous as we are.”“I bet he is, he’s been talking about it all week. He wondered if it’s the right thing to do. I told him not to worry,. ”“Mmm,” she looked at her notes, “there is also an ‘ED’, but Brad only spoke with him once during the year up to 4th October, when he stops crossing out the names and times. But ‘C’ he speaks to on the telephone every Sunday at noon, in about two hours’ time. Are they one and the same person, I wonder?”“How do you know they speak on the telephone, does he write down their numbers?”“No, Brad has one of those memories that easily remember telephone numbers. He finds them easier to recall than. ” I stood there shocked. “And you’d better be ready when I get back,” she added. I took off everything down to my pants and waited - I was so embarrassed I could not believe this was happening. Miss Edwards returned with a very whippy looking cane about 3 foot long. “Take off your pants and bend over the piano stool,” she instructed. I didn’t move, I must have misheard what she said. Swish - the cane caught me across the top of my leg. “Didn’t you hear what I just said?” She watched as I took. Suddenly, he stopped and stood up and just looked down on her as she continued to writhe slowly before him. David grabbed her beneath the knees and pulled her hips to the end of the table then dropped his face into her pussy. Immediately, Chris' legs shot into the air and her head started flopping back and forth as his tongue assaulted her clit. Her hands went to her breasts and she began fondling her tits then pinching her nipples. As David brought her closer to the edge, Chris motions became.