“Oh Fuck!” Betty exclaimed. “Fuck me! Harder! Harder dammit!"I couldn’t hold back. I shot my load deep into her woman hood. Betty shook and sh...ok, as spurt after spurt of my manhood filled her pussy. I pressed my lips onto hers and she opened her mouth to welcome my tongue.I was grunting with each thrust of my hips and Betty matched me, grunt for grunt. Danny was never vocal during our love-making and hearing Betty’s very vocal expressions only made the experience that much more enjoyable.I. Alison had been wearing jodhpurs, and the material had clung to her arse like a second skin. Jane and John were also wearing jodhpurs, and she thought secretly that they showed off John’s firm arse very nicely. Not to mention his manly bulge. She decided that perhaps it would be nice, to have her poor little bum kissed better. Grabbing him by the hand she led him into the stables. Finding a suitable hay bale Jane undid the fastenings of her jodhpurs, and knelt down with her bum towards John.. Then my father walked in, what was he doing? Oh, asking Shelia to lunch. She was explaining the situation to him.She explained how my penance for forgetting my paper was for her to make my buttocks as red as he had made hers. Last night before he buggered her ... She said that in class! The boys high-fived my dad, and blew kisses to Mrs. Rhodes. Dad asked that she make my pussy gush from being paddled just like hers did. All the girls ran up and kissed Mrs. Rhodes. WHAT? Dad approved? Why am I. She put on the perfect daughter-in-law mask as she greeted the nurses and inquired after her mother-in-law’s health. She dallied for as long as possible wanting desperately to avoid that room, that woman. She made her way slowly down the corridor to her room. Each step seemed like a fateful one. Could she really go through with this? After last night, did she have any other choice? She entered the neat and tidy room. Her mother-in-law was dressed. Her hair and make-up done and she was sitting.