In my mind, my cock was being stroked by someone else, thehand on my breast moved up my slender neck and pushed into my mouth pastglossy red lips that... parted wantonly.My tongue slid along the underside of the fingers that had been shovedinside. I hadn't resisted when they were pushed between my lips, on thecontrary, I had lustily welcomed the probing with a soft wet tongue.Now the fingers moved in and out slowly, and I sucked on them with aquiet moan.The fingers pulled out and slid down my. You wanna run now? Huh? SMACK Now that your bad ass needs a spanking? SMACK You know you like it when I hit your soft little ass! SMACK SMACK SMACK Say you like it when I hit your ass like youre a slut SMACK SMACK SMACK! SMACK! My ass was on fire and I could feel a tear run down my face. She was spanking me so hard, but every stab in my ass felt so good. I didnt want her to stop. I like it when you, SMACK hit my ass like Im a slut. SMACK! I screamed at the top of my lungs. I know, but that. That would be fine. We would come up with something else. I had set up a couple of web cams. Abby sat naked on my lap as we watched her mother. Wiggling on my crotch in her excitement. Finally the doorbell rings. Almost with relief, my wife answers it. She is shocked, we all are, when we see that it’s not a delivery boy. It’s a slightly chubby girl in her mid-twenties. The young woman shocked and amused by my wife’s lack of dress. Josephine pays then asks, “Is there any other way I can thank. Allowing her to be the first one to get the mail I watched as she stooped over to grab hers. I got a pretty clear look down that the neckline of that torn shirt and saw nothing but cleavage. No bra and no tan lines on a very healthy “C” cup pair of tits! Wanting to see more I had to do something, so I opened up a dialog with her just to see what she was all about. Right off the bat she looked up at me and told me I “stole her house”. Feeling a little baffled I asked her what the hell that.