I just don’t feel like it.”“Oh, come on,” Alvin said. “You’ll have fun. Get your mind off whatever it is that’s bothering you.”I had t... hand it to him. He was so cool, like he could wait forever. I thought he’d be dying to screw Mom, and think about me while he was doing it.So we got in the car and went. The boardwalk is up on the north side of town, and we had to drive. I wasn’t dressed for trouble. All I had on was a maroon halter tank, powder-blue gym shorts, flip-flops, and this shell. I just looked into her face. It was too late to do anything. I just flexed my cock muscles and I erupted inside Betty. I think we both threw our heads back as cum spewed from the tip of my black nozzle. I must have cum for five minutes straight as Betty's pussy had me in a death grip. I could see my seed dripped out from Betty as I brought her back over the the counter edge. She sat there until we both calmed down enough that I was able to remove my dick from her wet hole."I have never been. He swished it back and forth a couple of times and then said, “You won’t have time to thank me, but I still want you to count. If you can’t keep up with the count I start over.”He stood slightly to one side of the chair and started spanking. The loud “Thwack!” of the leather hitting skin was followed by a loud yelp. The second swat covered painspot’s attempt to count the first.“What did I tell you?” Master Frank said sternly. “If you can’t keep up with the count, I start over.”He then. When going out, one would think they were just ordinary middle class oldies. Inside however, they all dressed and acted as they perceived when they were in their prime and with style and grace. It was fantastic.Rosemary was a good example. I was guess she was around 65, buxom and good looking with great legs. On Tuesday last week, she asked me if I could find her help her with a ‘delicate’ situation’. Blushing, she mentioned that whilst her husband left her quite ‘well off’, she had been.