.. please no more Kevin ... I’ll do whatever you say ... do whatever you tell me ... but God, please don’t hit me again ... I beg you Kevin ... Pl...eeeese ... no more!!!” All music to Kevin’s ears and just what he had wanted to hear. Tony’s instructions on just where he should ‘Punish Catherine Dixon’ had worked a treat.Kevin knew he now had complete control of the beautiful blonde mother, that prick Sean Brady would know nothing about it and Kevin intended it should stay that way, so an advance. Once again, I was aware of the tension that we had been under in these sessions and it was time to unwind and talk.We reviewed the menu specials and ordered our lunch, making inconsequential small talk for a few minutes."There was something else you said you wanted to talk about," Natalie said."Yeah. Here's something I want you to give some thought to. I'm not happy in my job. I do it very well and I'm rewarded reasonably well for that, but I have an obnoxious boss and no real long-term future.. "OK Lexi, I think that's our cue to leave," Monica said as she nudged mysister in the arm."Don't worry," I said. "We can keep our hands to ourselves for a littlelonger."I took over the process of taking the jersey off from Sara and put itback in the box. Sara loaded the boxes into what little space we had leftin the car as I said my goodbyes to Monica and my sister - emphasizingwith Lexi that this wasn't "goodbye," just "goodbye for now." We huggedfor a long time - a REAL long time - and. His blood, boiling hot, his needs obvious, his lust heightened and I was easily coerced. In fact, I’m sure I wanted it just as much as him, or more. He couldn’t wait to feel my young lips around his cock, and I wanted nothing more than to be used by him, or at least let him think he was using me. When he pulled his cock out, my hand naturally and immediately moved to it, holding it, caressing it and stroking it. Just like I had done to myself a hundred times before. I’m sure he thought he was.