I just nodded my head vigorously, as he reached down between us and grabbed hold of his greasy pole.His thick bell-end pressed determinedly against my... tight entrance.“Mmm, that’s it, Babe, let me have it all.”His thick cock pushed past my sphincter and continued pressing home. Arching my back some more, I thrust my rear end backward. In no time, his wiry pubic hair brushed against my buttocks and I could feel his meat throbbing deep in my bowels. Holding my hips tightly, he gyrated his pelvis,. And it led to a conversation that I never thought I'd have with my step-daughter.We spent the next twenty minutes talking about what Allison had done to me in the pool.When it was all said and done, I could not believe I'd touched my step-daughter in ways that no one ever should. She let me. And she'd touched me in ways that I never thought would happen. I never in my wildest fantasies thought a sixteen-year-old would have any interest like that in me. And little did I know, that was just the. Once the spanking started I wondered whether I was mad as Amanda certainly spanked very hard. I was soon gasping as spank followed spank all over my bottom and legs, no gaps, no breathers, no more nice rubbing, just hard spank after hard spank.Amanda said as though presenting to the group, “Spanking the bottom is the start point and spanking alternate bottom cheeks is good to warm the bottom up, then lots of spanks on the same bottom cheek and even better on the same spot. Watch out for gasps. One hour later, Mary came out from the library in which she was enthralled by the collection of books and searched for the rest of her family. She saw Mathias leaning on the mantle of the fireplace talking to two women dressed in 17th century costumes. She watched as he laughed with them and saw him take his hand and caress the ear lobe of one of the woman as his other hand pinched the chin of the other. His left hand then slowly moved down her throat to her chest where he lingered for a second.