Casey drops to her knees, her hands reach out to unfasten his belt. As she pulls it away, one hand begins to tease his cock and balls through his pant... while the other unzips them. A few seconds later, his pants drop to the floor and pool around his ankles, his bulging cock strains against the fabric of his boxers. Casey deftly pulls his shaft through the slit in front.With one finger, Casey begins to tease Tom’s cock, barely stroking around the swollen head and down the front of the shaft.. “But beta...” she protested, and then as if changing her mind, just said “Oh...” She seemed a little offended at my tone, and to placate her, I smiled at her warmly, and taking her hand in mine, led her to the couch.“Oh aunty, don’t worry. Here, have a seat. I’ll bring you something to drink.” I said to her sweetly.Some of the hurt on her face vanished upon hearing these words, and she smiled at me, albeit hesitatingly.As I gazed at her, I couldn’t help but think how truly desirable this woman. She tendered me a wan smile. "Well, I guess we've come to the actual end of the road," she said. I shrugged. "Herb, I want to say that my life with you was good. We had a lot of wonderful times, and, except for never having any babies; well, I just wanted to say thank you for the good times and all of the love I felt in our time together. We both fell silent for a moment. I could feel myself tearing up; well, it was an emotional moment. "Yeah, I guess, Gillian. I do wish, well, I wish things. Do you know why you’re here??Not answering fast enough I feel a second line of pain sear into my tits. As I’m gasping in breath trying to control the pain he says, ?Answer my question now bitch, or do you want me to keep caning you??Crying out in fear I say, ?Oh, God no more. Please no more. No I don’t know why I’m here. Please let me go. I want to go home to my Mistress.?Bring the cane down again across my tits he says, ?Wrong answer slut. Where were you supposed to be earlier tonight??Crying.