" About what?" Ann answered with an edge in her voice."About you and Trevor."Ann gave her a smirk, then holding a napkin over her face said, "We dance..., and he bought me a drink." Anything more?" Harriet asked."Oh, he kissed me." And?" Jenny asked."I guess we got a little romantic for awhile."Maria smiled and gave Ann a hug. "I'm so proud of you, Ann. I just wish it had been me."Jenny added, "Yes, that's great, Ann. Who would have thought I was riding home with a newly minted slut." Stop it,". However, what alerted Aimee about this was the mention of my name.Aimee explained it like this. "If you had anything like a credit card that could track you down, it probably expired a decade ago. You have a bank account, but since you've been living with Mary and us, I don't recall you using any credit cards or doing any bank transactions," Aimee explained.Aimee's explanation first struck me as if she were accusing me of sponging off of Mary or Debbie... and then it hit me. It was true--either. "I wonder," she said in a partly playful voice, "why our naughty boy hassuch a stiff little popsie down here, when he knows he is about to bespanked on his bottom?"The mothers and Grandma Valerie exchanged looks. "Perhaps his delicatebody is reacting with pleasure to the very feminine clothes he has beendressed in," said Sonia."I think he likes having his dear friend Jodie standing so close to him,"said Thelma, "dressed in such a lovely sheer chiffon bed robe with asweet neck ruff, and such. Underneath him, Stephanie was still highly aroused from feeling Daniel’s cock so deep within her and dumping his seed that far inside her. She felt the telltale signs of her need returning. The hand that was now trapped beneath her, the same one that had stroked her clit over the final hurdles, turned and resumed it’s earlier stroking. This time, she was much more gentle with herself and occasionally used her two fingers further down her lips to at first brush, then milk her husband’s.