Jason didn’t finish the sentence. “Dad! Mom!” Chad yelled from the living room. “Stop it!” I was too embarrassed to react, but Jason command...ed, “Chad, come in here, please.” My son shuffled into the kitchen. He was wearing old jeans and a gray hoodie. “Why are you wearing that Zombie Outbreak hoodie?” I asked. “Why were you in the living room?” “The hoodie is so I can muffle the noise from you guys,” he replied. He held up a piece of string. “I was using the globe in the living room to try to. She just couldn’t believe that during her final term she was going to be thrashed as part of one of the largest group beatings that had taken place in recent times. She had never even been spanked at home and now she was about to be beaten on her bare bottom with a stick in front of all her classmates. They had all taken their canings more or less bravely, but she had no idea how she was going to react. She had no concept of what six cane strokes would feel like but she was well aware that her. She brought up more pictures...some circumcised, some not, some smooth, some with heavy veins. All seemed to be average in the eight inch range, a good two inches more than her husband. When she saw some to be twelve to fourteen inches long, her mouth began to drool as her pussy muscles spasmed. She then searched for interracial sex...now her eyes really opened wide at her discovery. She watched two short videos of a white woman being fucked by a black man with a monster cock, screaming to. I have tried to persuade more than one handsome young man that way and have never had any takers. So, you were trying to rope me in for a spanking that way,” I said. “Yes, I thought that you looked like the naughty little boy type to me and that you could definitely use some motherly correction.” I was in awe of this woman. I had been duped by a Spanko for sure. “So how many times have you done this,” I asked. “I have not done this for about four years now because I was in a relationship, but.