As soon as I came down from my climax I heard Mom stirring from the other room and quickly got up and headed to my room without being able make Daddy ...um. I heard her talking to Daddy as I was walking off and I thought she was telling him she was going to bed. I got to my room and flopped into my chair and pulled something up on the computer to occupy my time. I had just pulled open the web browser when my Mom poked her head in and told me she was off to bed. I replied with a nod and she told. He was completely at a loss for words as they just stood looking at each other. Finally, in desperation for something to say, he asked, "Uh, have you had lunch yet?"She couldn't help it, she had to laugh, "Well, I guess that's as good an opener as any. No, Charlie, I haven't had lunch. Are you inviting me?"He grinned, embarrassed. "I'm sorry. Hi, Tracy. It's just that you're about the last person in the world I expected to see. Would you like to have lunch with me?" I'd love to have lunch with. .aaggghhh, nine Sir, thank you Sir’Tears welled in my eyes as you finally got to twelve. Walking back around you looped the belt around my neck and tightened it like a leash. Taking the long length left dangling you tied it around the leg of the vaulting horse, firmly ensuring should I try and straighten the leather would choke me back into place. You walk away without a word to retrieve the cane. Stroking it across my tender arse cheeks I start to shake. The tension in my spread thighs, up on. I lay as I am while I wait to find out what you are going to do next. The waiting is unbearable and every second feels like a minute. I hear the door open and I'm not sure if you have left or not. Suddenly I feel a pair of hands on my thighs that are slowly stroking up and down, as light as a feather so I can barely feel them. They slowly move from my ankles to the tops of my thighs and underneath each arse cheek to slowly begin the ascent to the bottom of my legs again. As the hands reach.