I waited for the inevitable. Aware that my bottom was perched high on herlap. I briefly shuddered in horror at the thought that she could probably see...y pubic region peeking through. I clenched my buttocks in an attempt to retainsome decorum of modesty. Then without warning the first spank connected with my left buttock. I criedout like a baby. The spanking continued in a steady rain of hand spanks, alternatingbetween each buttock ?Please stop?, I wailed, ?I'm sorry, I'm sorry!!? My tears. I was determined not to wear what my son had decided for me. I went downstairs wearing a man's shirt and a sweater and an older pair of dress slacks. Fortunately, Race hadn't raided my supply of control top panties.I fixed breakfast and demanded to know where my bras were! I didn't think anything odd about multitasking this way."You don't need them. They just get in the way, and I like looking at your nipples through your shirt." My son was pouting, no longer sex crazed having cummed twice, he. ‘No go away.’ ‘Listen I grew up on a ranch. Allow me to treat you and I’ll get that bitch taking to her calf. I promise.’ ‘You grew up on a ranch?’ ‘Yes.’ ‘That calf is only hours old. It might die if I can’t get it to drink. Dad said to leave the runt to die.’ ‘It needs the antibodies in its mother’s colostrums-rich milk if it is to survive.’ Rosalind unbuttoned her overall and stepped out of it. She hadn’t been kidding. She wasn’t even wearing panties. Andre spun her in a half-turn only. Of course you are going to be their first experience of oral sex." All of them?" Lyn asked, half fearfully."Oh yes, all twenty of them," I smiled, "and if you can still stand unaided after they finish, I will make them repeat it."Lyn looked at me, not quite certain that I was joking, but her nipples sprang out nicely, indicating her excitement."You all saw how I enjoyed oral sex last lesson," I pointed out to the boys, and ignoring their broad grins, "now it is your turn to see if you can make.