It was so much more fun to find a different pair of cheeks to mount and the grass was always greener on the other side of the fence was a reality in t...e frontier existence.Fortunately, they kept everything under their ten gallon hats because it was unlikely the neighbors would approve of their wife switching programs or the even more inappropriate participation of other family members. There was no direct blood relationship involved in their improvised couplings so there was no sense of incest. "Ah, Hon - well it's not really what you think it might be”. I gulped. "Are you sure we can't open it later?" "Open it now! Open it now! Open it now!" Linda chanted. My arguments fell on deaf ears, as Jennifer opened the lid of the box and undid the tissue paper inside. There lay the paddle, gleaming in the soft light of the living room. Linda grabbed my shoulder and craned across me to get a better look. Jen lifted the paddle from the box... I think both girls had really expected it to be some. .. row ... center.”“Oops, sorry, Mom. I got distracted.”I stood there holding the doorknob, looking into the darkened room, “That’s okay, I should have knocked.” I could not move as I watched my son casually put his cock back in his pants, zip-up, walk over to his computer, and start typing. I saw the theater website come up and figured it was safe to join Ron at his computer. I got as far as Ron’s window, glanced out, and saw Abram Goldberg on his back with his head between his wife’s legs. He. Giving a small sigh, I switched on mydesktop computer and tapped in 'Themiscyra'. This took me to an internalOlympus Images web page where a corporate video immediately started onautoplay. Smoothing my skirt and putting my hands together in my lap, Isettled back in my chair to watch it.At first it was the usual puff piece, telling you how wonderful the companywas and like that. A few minutes in Kathryn Marrs herself appeared withan interesting message."Olympic Images was founded in the 1950s,".