I am talking about promising to give him a little if he does well and we win the Big Game.” Sandra had now finished drying her feet and was slipping...into a little skirt sans panties. I had dressed with her often enough to know that she wouldn’t be putting on panties later. I guess she considered it a time saving mechanism given her lifestyle.“Sandra!” I exclaimed. “You don’t really think I am going to offer up my body to Ron in exchange for a football win, do you?” For my part I put on virginal. She sat up and licked the sticky hot cum off her breasts and cleaned up every last drop off my semi-erect penis.Then she got up and put on her dress and I put on my shorts and we laid back on the bed and covered ourselves with the heavy king-size duvet. My mother came close to me and said;“Honey, that was amazing, it was the best fuck I have ever had!”“Mom, how comes when you saw my swollen cock, when you wanted to give me a massage, you weren’t suspired?” I asked To which my mom replied“I’ve. Sir draws in breath at the state her bottom is in, covered in large pink spots and matching stripes.Misty obediently lies on top of the bed, the final six lashes are on the bare bottom.Sir lifts the belt up over his shoulder and delivers slap after slap on her bottom. She yelps and wiggles around; the fiery strip is really cutting into her flesh.He continues relentlessly until all six lashes have been delivered on her tender bottom.Misty is on the verge of collapse but dare not move until her. I stepped into the shower, and started rubbing soap all over my boobs to clean all the cum. I wanted to get cleaned and dressed before someone could catch me covered in my son’s cum. I heard some sound and saw Edward coming into the bathroom. I didn’t say anything and he stepped in to the shower with me. “Help me clean myself,” he said. I turned to face him, thought for a moment and then started rubbing soap all over his body. I rubbed his cock, and it got hard again. After taking a shower.