I slap your ass fiercely, “fuck your neighbors”. Your pants are down, I’ve got your hair in my hand, head bent back and I’m rubbing my hand do...n your leg, back up your side, and across your tits. You can feel my cock throbbing, pressed against your ass, you reach back to rub it through my pants, and I yank your head back further and whisper in your ear,” you have to earn that”. All’s you can muster is a pathetic,” yes sir”; then I kiss you deeply, and shove your head back away from me towards. .. “Ahhh, what a great night!” I sighed to myself. The fact that my wife and I were able to share intimacies with my parents that I had not thought possible catapulted me back to the excited state of my early sexual explorations as a kid and later as my wife’s lover. The previous day’s raw adventure at Jack’s camp coupled with the equally-as-raw hot tub soak with my parents had irrevocably changed the landscape of my sexual self. Borrowing the phrasing of a friend of mine, the events of the. We didn't even take her bags out of my car. We climbed the stairs to my apartment and as soon as I got the door unlocked, she grabbed my face, jumped at me, and kissed me again; I fell backwards into the door. As it flew open, we both tumbled to the floor. She was on top of me grinding her herself into my hard cock, ramming her tongue down my throat. I grabbed her shoulders and pushed her back, but she kept grinding. I picked her up by her shoulders and dropped her on the floor with a. Auntie Sarah then took Holly’s arm and administered the same punishment. Soon we were both sniffing away with the hint of wetness in our eyes. We both knew we deserved to be punished and were faced with an Auntie Sarah who appeared to be more cross than either of us remember her to have ever been. It was only going to be a matter of time before we would both be draped across her lap to have our bottoms thoroughly reddened. I think at that moment we were both determined not to drink again. Ever..