"It does very well, how did you know? you don't mind?" No, I have been to a few places you wouldn't take your grandma to and seen a few things grandma... never thought of. A lot of the problems with our country stem for bigots and fools, somebody should have shot their grandparents before they got pregnant. It seems to me they just pass on their stupidity, even make it worse each time. The only thing I worry about is consent. End of story."I saw the look Amy gave her mother, I also saw a slight. I don’t know if it derived from physical contact or just the friction of my pussy against my jeans, but I was aroused. Not just your average arousal, but my panties were soaked and desperately trying to keep it a secret.The spanking went on forever, it seemed like. I was still trying to fight off my anxiety, as I was switching frequently to the extremes of pleasure and pain. When she noticed me squirming, she grabbed my red ponytail and held my head up by it for a moment.“Stop it, or you’ll get. I felt his cock stiffen as I went to work, licking and sucking it clean. As I did, I felt guy number 3 enter my ass.I must have moaned or something because I got another slap, this time across my ass cheeks. It was the first guy in my mouth, he seemed to flip out."You little fuckin' bitch, you better stop fuckin' complaining or you really will regret it!"At that point I still had my shirt on, but he suddenly ripped it from my back, the buttons flying off. He took the belt out of my jeans which. We made out hard. She then stood up. “Follow me” she said. We walked through a short hall to their bedroom. I couldn’t Believe my eyes. I guess if Joyce was my gir I would have a setup like this too. The roof and one wall were all mirrors. So were the closet doors on the others wall and the bed, oh the bed. It was a bigger than king size waterbed covered in leopard print satin sheets. “Drop your shorts”. She commanded. I dropped them and my thick 9” cock sprang forward. Joyce turned and bent.