I was nearly starving at that time. When I came into the living room she was still lying on the couch with her butt sticking out. Then I noticed that ...she had put a pillow below her body to, most likely, be more comfortable. She was watching some shitty movie I do not remember. I sat down in my armchair, put my food on the table and offered her some, which she gratefully accepted. After being finished with dinner I carried the remains into the kitchen. I asked her if she wanted me to take. ' Daniella turned and looked at all the boys. individually. 'And let me just say, boys, that we girls take it as a kindness if you would wash your cocks if you expect to be blown.' She then looked at the girls. 'And you girls need to ensure you wash everywhere down below if you hope a boy will give you some oral attention there.''Carly, ' I said to the girl sitting on my lap, ' can you fetch a washcloth, a bowl of water, a towel and unscented shower gel. I think we may need it.'Carly was a bit. Thirty spanks hit home then fifty and still Jonathan lay passively across his Grandma’s lap. Marion was resolute, and very confident it was only a matter of time before her grandson reacted, and sure enough when she passed seventy five or so spanks and Jonathan’s bottom was a deep pink so the first sob sounded and he squirmed slightly. Marion nodded her head in satisfaction and took up the hairbrush and six spanks later Jonathan was gasping and moaning and now really struggling to cope and his. . WHAP! ... be done ... WHAP! ... Must be ... WHAP! ... Done!" WHAP! WHAP! WHAP! WHAP! WHAP! WHAP! WHAP! WHAP! WHAP!"My butt was stinging and burning as my wife continued her staccato like onslaught to my battered bottom. All I could do was struggle in vain as the searing hurt from the repeated paddle smacks intensified. I was so relieved when she finally stopped. She was gasping for breath after the strenuous exertion of her paddle swinging."Now... GASP! ... do you... GASP!... better.