I couldn’t do that to mom. She was happier than I’d seen her in years and I wasn’t going to do anything that might change what she had going wit...h Jason.This of course brought more thoughts into my brain. Jason knew about Connie and me and yet he was glad I was getting along with his girls? He was happy that a pussy hound was taking his gorgeous sex-pot daughter on a date? Something just did not compute. “Fuck it Rob” I thought, “Pull up our big boy pants and let whatever is going to happen. Mrs Shackleton is the local shopkeeper who for years supplied hairbrushes to mothers who spanked their offspring. She was happy to charge, but it became a local tradition that if requested she will give the brushes for free in return for using one of her own on the errant offspring. It was seen by those who made the trip across her lap as simply an added punishment, whilst in fact some Mum’s merely allowed that to be the full punishment, not giving any of their own. Mrs Shackleton made no. .. What are you talking about?"Ellen turned, walking past Tony said, "Oh nothing important."Looking at Meadow, Tony rolled his eyes and wiped his brow... Mouthing'That was a close call.'That night Ellen said: "You know Tony... we haven't done it for a while... and I'm going on nights for the next three weeks... so?"Tony and Ellen fucked that night... it was the same as it had been for years now. She wasn't fond of sucking his cock and would never let him cum in her mouth... like his daughter.. The line is HOT! Fire at will, Colonel."Feeling ridiculous, Jeff held his dowel vertically, nestled the steel ball into the golf tee, eased in a calming breath, took aim at the distant target and gently pushed. There was a rolling "crack" of sound, a flash of intense light, and a pile of rocks at the end of the crevasse and well to the right of the target rearranged themselves into much smaller rocks. When the plume of rock dust cleared, and chunks of rocks stopped falling, Jeff let out a.