Auntie Sarah took Jack’s arm and guided him across her lap. He shuffled around a bit to get himself comfortable. She put her hand on his bottom an...d gave him another stern talking to before raising her hand and bringing it down hard on his bare bottom. It sounded like the crack of a rifle. Her hand made his bottom bounce. Jack gasped, bent his bottom down on to Auntie Sarah’s thigh until bouncing back up again. I saw it in slow motion and thought how wonderful. Jack struggling but having to. I reached my hands up to his chest, pushing him back a little, and feeling his body. He was very muscular, as my touch slid down to the tops of his thighs, the tips of my fingernails scr****g across his belt before they met in the center and began to loosen the buckle.Pop, the button of his jeans was undone.Zip, the loosened zip creating a crevice on those pesky jeans.In my face went, searching for the thing I wanted. He pulled his jeans down a little, as he sat back, being a good boy and. I couldn’t resist and I just went up to her and on the pretext of asking what she was looking for brushed y fingers on that waist her skin was so smooth my dick just rose up and brushed her waist a little and she smiled a bit and said we both know what we want then why are we both playing just go for it.I turned her and kissed her it was a bit sloppy in the beginning but as we got into it and I started to suck her tongue while she began to moan while I caressed her navel. I was now fully. If I did I wouldn’t be there doing what I do. Still that was my last concern. As for my reputation I could give less than a damn about what people think of me. My motto is ‘If you worry about what others think of you what does that really say about what you think about yourself?’ No worries there. But there was more than ‘me’ for me to think about. Another round of cliches. ‘Things done in the dark will one day come to light’. ‘A fish would never get caught if it only kept its mouth shut’. ‘To.