Especially after some of the things we did.Father" Just like my father," she thought. "He always referred to himself as 'Father'. Never 'daddy', but '...ather'.Then she saw the letter from her mother, in her distinct cursive writing. She opened it and read it, too:"Cathy:First of all, I want to apologize to you for holding you back in your development. After the things your father and I went through I now realize I was wrong to teach you so many things that were wrong. I wanted you to be a woman. He hooks his arms under her knees, spreading her legs a little and she hangs onto his neck while he supported her weight, his hands tight on her ass. And then he begins to guide her up and down over his cock, lifting her up and letting her drop, fucking her from below. His pace increases gradually and she kisses his mouth, sucking his tongue each time he slides it between her lips. His arms are tense and his skin is wet with sweat, burning hot. He draws back from their kiss and looks at her. He. "Where to mum?" Find somewhere to park" she said excitedly, "I've got something to show you" I can see most of it from here mum|" I laughed and looked down to where the tiny skirt had ridden right up her thighs to display a little white vee of her panties."Yeah well I feel good this morning, in fact I feel great" What's bought this on then?"She sat back in her seat and parted her legs, running her hands up the inside of both thighs, she said with a smile,"Oh nothing really, it's just that I've. “See what awaits you after your use with the chariot, my sweet ... you’ll satisfy every woman here in confirming your submission to the whip”. Faulkner’s boning cock quivered and pulsed at her words, and the cynically scathing laughter of women within earshot, the surreal and erotically intense notion of being humiliated and shown for what he was at the club he patronised, brought to a spiteful and teasing reality by her ... and his eyes confirmed that the pleasure of his humiliation would be.