" I lied, because it did hurt. "I'm sorry, too, but it is what it is. At least we can still hug sometimes, can't we?" Of course." Thank you," I whispe...ed through my own tears, squeezing her to me. After another long, teary hug we got untangled and I did the quick version of my morning routine while Missy snuffled, wiped her tears, tossed my bed back together, and gave her face a quick wash. Then we tumbled down the stairs to scarf down plates of Mom's French toast.The talk around the table was. ..," he said. "Are you sure you want to hear this? Promise youwon't get mad or scold me?, " she asked. "Look, just tell me. You knowyou want to...so go on and tell me. No I won't be mad." "OK,well...uh...I gave him a spanking." Sam was shocked by this, "you didwhat??" "See, I knew you'd be mad," she responded. "No, I am not mad...Ijust wasn't expecting you to say that," he said as he tried to keep calm.Not from being mad..but just hearing her say the word 'spanking' madehim a little. Every in-breath intensified the contact and shot a bolt of desire to my engorged wet spot. Our bare thighs touching became a ravaging fire that I didn’t know how to control. Then, she moved her fingers, lightly rubbing my nipple. Lying still otherwise, she spoke: “I’m horny. Can I touch you?” I gasped, cupping her hand tight over my breast. “Yes, please. I was wondering whether you were asleep.” “I was just pretending to be asleep, trying to work out how you’ll react.” She added hesitantly,. I shove my tongue deep in her vagina licking every layer of it. It tasted weird but I started enjoying it, I licked her clitoris. I inserted my finger a bit inside, looking at her face at the same time, searching for something, and it was then I found it, her g-spot. Kept touching it there and she had the biggest orgasm within the minute. I again shoved my tongue inside, tried to touch my tongue to her g-spot, I couldn’t go all the way.She pushed my head, got up like a tigress , pinned me down.