They called and asked if I was okay staying. Or if I was going to stay at a friend's. I told them I'd be okay," she said.I answered."They'd be home ab...out 6-7pm tonight. Gone to do some errands, running around, stuff like that,' I said.Katie looked at my watch."Call her. Make sure. Ask her to get some groceries or something." She said.I could not believe I was agreeing to take this kind of risk. But I did.My wife said she'd be home about 7. Asked about dinner. I told her I'd get something at. She would send me sexy pictures on her phone. It was very hot. My story "In her own words" was an email she sent me during this time. She told me of an "Admirer" that she has been seeing through a friend. They would hang out at the friends house and talk, listen to music, nothing more. She told me she would notice as he would watch her, looking her up and down, admiring her nice tits. She would tell me that she knew he has a nice large cock and was good with it because her friend knew and told. At least during the spanking that was how she felt.Once the spanks started to the backs of the legs Sally forgot about the running commentary as she was struggling with the increasingly intense stinging pain. She was crying uncontrollably and squirming around on Mrs Jones's lap and kicking her legs. She felt Mrs Jones's tight grip around her waist but didn't once try to get up as she knew that she would suffer another spanking tomorrow if she did try. In fact, she knew that none of the girls. Her pussy was glorious! So hot and drenched gripping me and wrapping herself around me she worked herself up and down my shaft her arms in the air as she rode and bounced and it was only a short time until I felt her explode all over my cock with a shriek that I thought would have brought the neighbors banging on the door, but she wasn’t done she slipped off me and told me to get on top. I got on my knees and dove face first into her sticky slippery wet pussy and licked her clean I wanted her.