I think that even to this day those are the nights I miss the most. I would give anything just to have my Thursday nights back. I swear that both of m...y children were conceived on Thursday nights.Friday nights were our nights for exploration and education. We'd try new things or rent porno movies and try what we saw them do. We tried role playing and bondage and spanking. We first did anal on a Friday night. Dell has ALWAYS loved my ass so that was a major milestone in his life.Saturday nights. She was very wet, tight, and beautiful. "Babe, you are so fucking tight you won't believe it. Your pussy is so pink and cute." She smiled. "Glad you enjoy it. Now eat me out please" She commanded me. My fingers started to dance around her exterior. Her first moans were light, barely noticeable. But then my fingers plunged in, exploring the tunnels of her sweet pussy. She was starting to moan really loudly, and her pussy juice was overflowing, making large wet spots on the bed. Then my tongue. She was still pretty out of it, so it took her a few minutes to notice her 36D breasts were completely bare. She then lifted the covers and found that she was nude beneath the waist as well. She normally didn't sleep nude, so she was rather shocked, but even more surprising was that her pussy was shaven bare. Amanda hadn't left last night with it shaved, and she didn't remember it happening, but she didn't really remember much of last night.She decided it was time for her to investigate last. It stops. The caning stops and although you cannot see May, you feel a hand so softly applying a soothing balm to the weals on your arse and thighs. You are still sobbing when your face is slapped and you see the long athletic legs of a younger woman standing in your drool. She slaps you again, but doesn’t say anything. The soothing hand is still moving over your body. Next, you see a hand on your large swinging breast. The nipple rings you have are firmly tugged hard. You see that your nipples.