You can go to school like that, for all I care!" mumbled Mary from inside.Henry ran down downstairs, panic stricken. "Mother, Motheeer!" What's up Hen...ry? Whatever is the matter?" Ma, Mary does not want to clean my nails! I can't go to school like this!" Just then Mary stumbled into the kitchen, still yawning. "Don't be so serious, Henry, I was only joking. At least give me a chance to wake up! Come, let's go and do it right away." Thanks, Sis," replied Henry, clearly much relieved. His. I tried to stand, tried to squirm off her lap and free myself, but she held me in place with her hand on my back. I felt cold air touch my bottom, felt a sting of shame as I realized that my pussy was visible to her between my legs. My heart began to hammer, fear and embarrassment washing over me in alternating waves. How could she possibly do this to me? I was a grown woman! I hadn't been spanked since I was a little girl!Then she touched her hand to the soft flesh of my bottom and began to. It gave me an instant boner and nothing in my pants could possibly contain it. She noticed that I was staring and she leaned over more, almost as if she wanted me to look more. My cock was throbbing up more and more. I quickly stick my hand in my pants and try to hide my boner, i look back up and she is watching me the entire time. I get my cock settled in under my belt and just as I do she lick her top lip in the most sexual manner imaginable. Class continues and I'm having the hardest. I don't think that's a good idea. It's a long shot at best and almost certainly doomed to failure. Plus, I try not to make a habit of lying to my parents." Normally I would say that is a good thing, but there has to be a way for us to get the time we need to actually talk about what is going on. I feel like I missed the whole weekend. To make matters worse I don't know that I'm any closer to really understanding it." Yeah, I felt the same way. It's a lot to try to absorb. I still am not nearly.