.. and pretend."Almost afraid of what she might find, Diane timidly lowered her hands down to her crotch. It was very hot down there, and she gasped w...en her fingers touched one of Anita's hands. Two fingers of that hand were pointing up and out, simulating the rigid position of Mike's hard-on. Anita had dipped them in her own slippery cunt, first, and when Diane touched them they were wet and slick with pussy-juices."So I took hold of his prick and jacked on it. It was real hard, like a stick. " yes ma ma i did but I " " no but Con Jr. you back talk father know you need punishment " her mother said as she pulled out a crude paddle made out of a sawed 2x4. " No mom please I was just trying to do my homework " Con Jr. Pleaded she hated being spanked her mother was various relentless she would just hit and hit her over and over again and when she was done shed make her sit on a heating pad to increase the burn. Con jr would just sit their practice her violin until she fell asleep. ". We were sitting in that position for some time, because of which I could clearly see her cleavage and my dick started getting hard making it quite difficult to hide. She noticed my bulge and said, “Are you still looking at my cleavage?”.I was shocked to hear her say that and tried to reply, “what do you mean by still?”. We were having this conversation while we were hugging and her head was on my chest. She said, “ I said ‘still’ because you were clearly trying to look down my Tee-shirt in the. That experience didn’t change things particularly – if I got a ‘lucky view’ I had to be quick and cum in my pants while She was still in sight, and with my mags in my room, I couldn’t sit and wait for it to happen, I wanted to spunk asap, and anyway I love rubbing when I look at a girl. It felt lovely and dirty – I know nowadays it’s all supposed to be ok and normal (though I guess not if wanking or pants-spunking is all you do, like me) – but back then it was ‘self-abuse’, you were supposed to.