She found me easy to talk to and more circumspect than any of the other guys she screwed. When I asked her how I as in the sack, she said I was probab...y at the top of her regulars. “Who are the others?”She was a bit reluctant to tell but I persisted. “George and an older man, about the same age as my dad,” she finally admitted.I got to thinking who this mystery man could be. George and/or I fucked her nearly every day. When would she find time to do another on a regular basis? I knew she had a. After getting hold of a nice cup of cappuccino I started chatting with the friends .I the meanwhile the wife of my host reached our group with a host of nice girls .In such a move I think she has a point about which she always showed concerned i.e. I should get married as early as possible. Any the introductory sentences were exchanged . Amongst the group I was pleased to see an exceptionally fine and attractive young girl named Shela..After a while we were talking to each other very. Suddenly, she stopped the spanking, and laid the paddle upon his burning, inflamed bottom. Ethan lay sobbing in his vulnerable position, his bright red bottom fully exposed and his plastic panties tangled around his ankles.Taking out her cell phone, Helen quickly dialed her daughter’s number and let it ring.“Hey mom–what’s up?” Megan answered brightly.“I’m putting you on speakerphone,” she told her daughter, “Ethan threw a temper tantrum during dinnertime and he earned himself a trip over my. "Had one of those yard-arm situations that call for a woman's loving attention."She thought of asking why he didn't go to the bathroom, but instead, said, "The mornings are too nice to waste, Jay. I just can't pass them up... a holdover from the farm, I guess."He dropped heavily into a chair and yawned again, scratching at his head. "Man, I drank a boatload last night. I need a pound of bacon and half dozen eggs to absorb it. Lots of hot coffee, too, hon." He looked over at her. "Was I all.