They were smaller than I would have thought, but very perky, with great nipples.Now it was down to one more question and one couple would be completel... naked. We both missed a couple. Meanwhile, I was reaching beneath the table and rubbing the inside of Cathy’s thighs. She kept pushing my hand away, but I kept touching. Eventually I just touched her pussy through her panties. She was soaking wet. Instead of pushing my hand away, she reached over and touched my cock through my underwear. . The relief was replaced by dread when I glanced sideways to mark her return. She’d already buckled her strap on in place and was holding a tawse.To the uninitiated, a tawse looks to be nothing more than a leather strap with one end split into two tails. But anyone who’s been on the business end of one wielded by an experienced Dominant knows just how painful those tails can be.I’d never known?her use a tawse before, but the one she held was dark from regular oiling and supple from long use. One. He responded in kind, twining his own tongue with hers, their lips grinding against each other's, their hands slipping under robe and lingerie to touch bare flesh, to caress, to stroke.Eileen raised her head and the moonlight spilling in the window splashed across her face and shoulders. Cal sat up just a bit and captured one of her swollen pink nipples between his lips and began to suck firmly on it. This was one of her favorite things and she responded with a low, fierce purring and her own. ”I pushed her “You have to Mom, come on!” She giggled like a school girl “Well, back in college I used to do some underwear modelling. That is.. before I met your Father.”Of course I knew this, I had been jacking off to her old modelling pics forever that she kept hidden on her laptop, but she didn’t know this. This was how I knew this plan was going to work. I feigned surprise “Wow Mom really!? What happened?”She smiled “Well, I met your Father. And of course he didn’t approve. So he made me.