There was a mattress on the floor.Amanda removed her fur and stood next to Tim. Michael grabbed his camera and began taping the encounter. He usuall... got extremely hard watching his wife with other people.“Damn, you have a sexy body. Fucking hell!”Tim grabbed Amanda and began groping at her body. She loved his firm hands on her body. He kissed her hard on the mouth and squeezed at her butt with her sexy black panties.“Nice ass too. May I spank your butt too?”“Of course. Do whatever you. I didn’t mind the leisurely drive, since I had nothing better to do. I didn’t drive the bike at anywhere near full speed, because I still had concerns that it might flip over. It was a known issue with tricycles.Besides it gave me time to think about my personal life without any interruptions. As I had for the last week, I reran the images of Lucy and me watching the movie. Even though she and I agreed that it never happened, I couldn’t get it out of my mind. The pendulum of my emotions swung. The tawse was the chosen instrument of punishment in Scottish schools at that time, and I’d experienced it many times before in both the primary and secondary schools I had attended. Mrs Cameron took the tawse from me and held it out in front of her. It was about two feet long, and it was so stiff it hardly drooped at all over it’s length, even though she only held it at one end. Mrs Cameron explained that the tawse had been her Grandfather’s – he was also a teacher, and when she had graduated. I needed to close my eyes again. "Don't you dare close your eyes" she said, "You don't need to dream it. Its here. You want to fuck don't you? So fuck my pussy! get down on your knees and put that fuck pole in your moms pussy." She nearly pulled me over as she snatched at my arm, forcing me down between her legs. I saw her gaping hole being pushed toward me and I guided my cock into her. I could only get about half of it in as my body was held away by her enormous thighs. "That's it, fuck me..