"I grinned and kissed her again, "yes."She wiggled and humped and her pussy squeezed. I pulled back a little and began to fuck her with short grinding...strokes. A couple of minutes and she was struggling and shaking while her slippery pussy kept clenching, "aaaahhhh!"I continued to fuck her with deep thrusts but started to do it harder. It was another couple of minutes before my balls were churning and my cock throbbing. I pushed into her and held her as my cock erupted and I began to gush and. Then she stared right at me. Her eyes making long direct contact with mine. Shit, she knows. I quickly drop my pen on the ground to break up the contact. I get down on my knees and reach for my pen. I reach for my pen and then feel a tap on my arm. I look over to see an extended foot with beautifully manicured nails, reaching out and touching me. I follow the leg up to her chair, where she has her legs spread wide open, her skirt parted perfectly for me to see her pantieless pussy. I jump and. Slipping out of my dress, and confronting a room full of people clad only in my panties was probably not what Grandmama had in mind. But there were the four of us, bare except for our panties—Chelsea's were defined as panties only because they covered the most critical point—and there were the guys, in shorts with bulging fronts.Okay, so I should have refused and walked out of there. To tell the truth, I really thought we wouldn't get much farther than that. I still had my panties on, and I'd. Twenty two spanks later Megan stopped although Nina remained where she was, her bottom in the air, her eyes filled with tears, a throbbing pain across her bare bottom and knowing she had now been spanked three times today and it was going to be very painful lying in bed tonight. “Get up Auntie and get dressed,” Megan ordered. A still sobbing Nina stood up, pulled up her knickers, gasping as the tight elastic scraped along her burning skin, and then with a final gasp brushed her skirt back.