He meticulously spread the spanks over her bottom. She wasn't as brave this week as the week before - she started moaning after only a couple of spank..., and quickly started sobbing before Pete was even half done.Still, he scrupulously counted out thirty swats and then stopped. Lana was sobbing freely and continued to cry over his knee. Pete looked at the rosy color he had brought to Lana's posterior. As he did, he saw also see the glistening of her pussy lips. He thought to himself that. She had a little boy of one year.Since her husband wasn’t there and the house was small, she asked me to sleep in the same big bed along with her son. The baby slept between us. Everything went normal until that night. During the night I dreamt about my sister. It was a wild dream in which I saw my sister kissing me. I woke up in the morning with a red face. I looked beside me and saw my sister was still asleep. Her pallu was displaced and her breasts moved up and down as she took her breath.. "Nicole, you brought it up. You want to tell me. Whatever it is, you must think it would be for the best for your mother for me to know it. Is your promise more important than your mother's welfare? Whatever it is, you know I wouldn't hurt her. Even now, I would never hurt her."She sniffed and I saw the first tear trickle down her cheek."She told me, months ago. Maybe - maybe I should have told you, but she made me promise. She seemed - it was so important to her, that you not know."I just sat. How wrong could I have been! Her first spank hit smartly on my rightbuttock and immediately I felt a stinging pain. Then her second spank was delivered with an equal force and again I felt the smarting pain. Ouch, I thought and it was harder than mum and dad spank me andwe only just began. Instinctively, I brought my right hand back toprotect my bottom but immediately she firmly clasped my wrist andpressed it into the small of my back and this then seemed to spur heronto even harder spanks. I.