I was to read the books and if I had any questions, she would make an appointment for me to talk to our doctor. (He was a kind old gent, but I would ...ie from embarrassment if I had to ask any questions pertaining to sex!) I took the books upstairs to my room, (we lived in what people called a "wartime" house, 1 1/2 storey home, with the two bedrooms upstairs on either side of the staircase) and I opened the first of the three books. It was written for girls, eight to ten years of age. It. ..my right hand was pounding at my crotch,my fingers gorgeously rubbing my clit as I bucked and jerked ,my left hand disappearing in her own pussy with juicy slurping noises as I pushed it in and out...the tops of her nylons,those expensive Aristoc numbers,were glistening with her cum and it was trickling down her thighs and onto the bed sheet,creating a pool which slowly seeped through to the mattress.Thrust followed thrust with my hand in her massively gaping,sopping pussy and I pushed my. ’ He rolled over and placed his hand in the small of my back. It didn’t hurt there. ‘I have never been spanked before.’ ‘You have now.’ ‘I know,’ I said. And so humiliatingly. I lifted my head. ‘Please let me loose.’ He shook his head. ‘Please?’ ‘No.’ ‘Why not?’ ‘I like you this way.’ ‘Tom,’ I said, almost emitting a laugh, ‘we just met!’ His hand ran gently over my rear end. I felt the heat. I felt the sting. He put his fingertip in the top of my crevice and slid it down between my cheeks.. It may be awkward for all of us, but I hope that we can get beyond that. Good luck son, I wish you the best." That's twice you have called me son, Walter. I like that. My dad was a pretty good guy, but so are you and I would be proud to be considered like a son to you. Carl would be too." Thank you Dexter. I think that you might want to send Jennifer over to talk with me a bit, and let her know that I am not in any way upset or angry, she looks nervous." Will do."It was strange to be having.