Eventually my boner went away as the hours passed on and left my house for the new job. As entering the exhibit I was greeted by the man who I spoke t...ough on the phone. "So you're Alex?" he asked. I look around and reply "Yes, I'm Alex. The one who called yesterday to clean animal cages and whatever needs to be done."He started to walk into the backroom. "Follow me to the cages, I'll show you what needs to be done." I followed him, I was nervous with it being my first real job. A part from. Jeff had his arm around me and was lightly stroking the side of my breast as I leaned my head on his shoulder. My hand rested on his thigh, and I slowly slid it up to his crotch, my fingers teasing his pubic hair, barely touching his balls and cock.The lights were off and the only light in the room was coming from the tv, which made it mostly dark in the livingroom. Jeff and I were snuggling and touching each other on the sofa and kissing passionately while Margaret and Bill were making out on. "Oh fuck Mom, fuck." After a few more strokes my cock spasmed and shot a hot stream of semen onto her breast and collarbone. She quickly tilted my cock so that the second spurt landed across her other breast. She kept pumping her tits were well-glazed with my cum. I fell back into the couch, groaning. I turned my head and looked over at my dad and grandma. Just a little more than a foot away from me she worked his cock at a steady pace as he feverishly massaged her melon-sized-breasts.My mom. This is a work of fiction and a parody. This chapter describes colorful description of paddled bottoms as Gilmore Girl commiserates and compares punished bottoms.This should be read only by adult readers of eighteen years old or older. If this subject matter offends you do not read, you have been warned. All characters in this story are eighteen years of age or olderRory finally answered. "Well, I guess you probably know more than I do about what's a good spanking. Why don't you take a look.