She had always been a flirt. I had suspected she had gone further than flirting a few times but could never be sure. And to tell you the truth I didn'... worry about it, she was the perfect wife. I had never been as happy as the 6 years we had been married. Especially in bed. She was always ready and eager for anything I wanted. So I hadn't looked too closely at her flirting. I guess I didn't want to know.But then I had caught her red handed. We had been at a neighborhood party and one of the. From her terror-stricken voice in the distance, I sensed her suffering was real. I reminded myself that my suffering would be fabricated, a lie with which to fool these masters. Then my nerves exploded, as my ass and cock were tickled with a million feathery fingers. I was overcome with sensation, and convulsed with over-stimulation as the feather duster explored my tush, my armpits, breasts and cockette. I was cooing with pleasure, and moaned, "Oh, that feels so good," for the gratification of. .." Ryan stammered."That's okay, we will take it nice and slow," said Gina pleased that her son had not rejected the idea.As they were talking, Gina removed Ryan's trousers and underpants which were halfway down his legs in any case, "Shall we go to my room?" said Gina getting off the bed and as she reached Ryan's bedroom door she raised her dress at the back to reveal her large bare arse.She smiled back over her shoulder as Ryan struggled off his bed and Gina was pleased to see that his cock. She made that decision once she was happy with the dark red colour of both of Nina’s plump fleshy bottom cheeks and equally fleshy legs and this was confirmed when she glanced up and saw Millie nodding her head and mouthing, ‘Hairbrush.’Lucy stopped spanking and quickly unzipped her handbag and took out her favourite large wooden-backed hairbrush which she brushed her own hair with but knew it made the perfect spanking paddle as well. She even took a moment to look around the room and saw gasps.