Can you do that?”Her proviso came as shock to Jesse. Was this the moment of truth? Was he ready to tell her about his circumstances? Was she ready t... hear them? It was showdown time.“Why do you think that what you see isn’t what I am?” he asked, stalling for time.“I do not know. Little pieces of you that you say or do seem ... different from other people. There are times when I think you are older than your age ... and other times ... like you have missed part of growing up. I cannot say I know. She was wearing a Red wrap over dress fastened at the waist by a button and a tie that went round her waist. He undid the tie and slipped the button through its button hole. He then unwrapped one half of her dress exposing partly her body clad in a White bra, panties, and suspender belt and Black stockings. He indicated me to pull the other half of her dress back and expose her completely. By now she had woken up a bit and started to protest but the driver, Ben it turned out his name was, put. After a good five minutes of sharp spanks I am ordered to lift my hips and mom pulled down my panties just like she did when I was her little girl.CRACK! Oh, I know that sound to well as the dreaded wooden spoon leaves its heinous blotchy red marks and blood blisters. Soon I dissolved into tears kicking my legs knowing spectators present were getting an eyeful. That wooden spoon really hurt on my reddening bottom. It was at that point I should have begged for forgiveness, but instead I reared. I could feel my pussy twitching in anticipation. “I need a cock” I said to myself. I called Brad over and began to rub the sheath until his cock began to show. “Come boy. Let me show you a secret” I whispered. I had already removed my knickers. I decided missionary position would be best as I could take control. I pulled him on top of me and reached down and began to stroke the tip of his cock. It grew quickly and he began to hump my hand. I smiled “good boy” I said “let’s see if you can back.