Ken liked to play tennis and his Father insisted his son wearpink panties under a very short tennis skirt which billowed in the airembarassing the you...g boy with much.He also used very short wide legged loose pants which fitted onto hisupper bottom and when they went shopping, he paid close attention to howeach pair looked, how it would shame him and how it might suit one ofhis many spanking sessions. He felt that Ken needed to be constantlyaware of his well rounded bottom and the need for. There was a look of guilt or maybe regret on her face but also a look of pure lust. She was making moves to push her skirt back down over her thighs when I smiled at her. She looked puzzled and I nodded slowly, trying to give her my permission to carry on, if that was what she wanted. David’s hand was now pushing up into her exposed breast, his fingers teasing her nipples, and still continuing to kiss her neck. “Oh, fuck,” my wife gasped, her eyes closed as I watched her hand slide back to his. I got myself showered and made my way into town. I was a bit nervous about returning as Linda finished work at 2pm so I knew she would be there on my return. As I was driving I was thinking of how much I would love to see her naked and what was underneath that dressing gown but knew it was so so wrong It was my wifes mother for gods sake and needed to get these thoughts out of my head.When I returned Linda's car was on the front drive and I pulled up next to it and went inside the house. I. They walked for a little bit, chatting about nothing in particular, then arrived at the center of camp. The centaurs milled about, ready to perform their daily tasks, and Mike didn’t even have to ask where Quetzalli was.A small basket had been turned upside down to create a stool for the woman, and she sat on it now, surrounded by a small crowd of youngsters. Once they were close enough, he could hear her speaking to them, her voice rich with a Spanish accent.“ ... and when Huitzilopochtli.