Ken liked to play tennis and his Father insisted his son wear pinkpanties under a very short tennis skirt which billowed in the air embarassing the yo...ng boy with much.He also used very short wide legged loose pants which fitted onto his upper bottom and when they went shopping, he paid close attention to how each pair looked, how it would shame him and how it might suit one of his many spanking sessions. He felt that Ken needed to be constantly aware of his wellrounded bottom and the need for. I'm not sure what she says, but he stops moving. Slips out of her and rolls over.On his back, Ella, naked and ready, slips over him...she reaches down and takes his slippery cock in her hand guides him back inside. I watch as Ella now fucks him in the hay. She rides him, a position I know is her favorite from watching her all these times.With one hand on my clit and two fingers still inside me, I move faster watching them. Ready to cum myself, wishing I was with them, to let them see me, to. We settled down and I opened the hamper while Ann spread the blanket, as she did the guys heads came up as one to watch as her short skirt climb to expose her thong covered rear. Already my cock was hard in my pants and I wanted a little action. I opened a bottle a sweet white wine and poured her a generous slug. I was driving so I contented myself with a coke. She was already in the giggling phase and it didn't take much for her to become amorous. We kissed and I ran my hands over her body,. And Galena had."Are you safe?"Tears seeped from Galena's eyes. Her mother's first question hadn't been about sex, or the Church, or sin, or Galena's disappearance ... all the things Galena feared."As safe as I can be ... as we all can be." Galena bit her bottom lip, a gesture her mother recognized all too well. "Do you want to know details?"Anna recognized the question within the question, and not for the first time wondered how much she really did want to know about Galena's life."You are not.