I have to admit, presenting my bottom to him and having him groping my bottom, clearly enjoying it, and getting the spanks from him had an effect on m.... Without a word from Sue, I meekly knelt in front of him, kissed his boots and whispered a low 'thank you, Sir". I looked over at Sue and I could see had a smile a mile wide across her face.When the next party came around Robert wrote to and Sue and suggested that he and Sue co-top me so he could help her get comfortable in the domme role.. I would lay there at night with a stiff cock recalling all the times I had seen up her skirt, rubbing and wanking my cock, a very pleasurable experience, but I had yet to come. It was one hot Sunday afternoon when that was put to right. My family were in the garden and I had gone upstairs for some reason. At the top of our stairs was a small window, that when open overlooked the neighbouring gardens. As I reached the top of the stairs I looked out and there she was, Joan. She was standing in. Sherry said in a breathy whisper, "Please fuck me, honey, please."It was the first time that I had ever heard her use that language. Sherry was definitely the hottest she had ever been.I was horny, too. I couldn't tease Sherry any more. I had to feel the inside of her drenched pussy. I pushed the head of my cock into her tight hole causing the quivering Sherry to jerk and squeak. Slowly I buried my shaft inside her until my wild pubic hair caressed her neatly trimmed pubic patch. I pulled out. "Sure, Kevin," she said, smiling at me. "I have a lot more stuff for you to do. And it's going to take you quite a while to work off your debt. But you did good work today, so I think this will work out well for both of us." Yes ma'am," I smiled back at her, and reached out to shake her hand. It seemed like a business-like, grown-up thing to do. "I enjoyed helping you. It didn't feel like punishment at all." Why don't you call me Judy? Mrs. Martin makes me feel like an old lady." She held my.