I looked down at my hand and stared as if lost in thought, whilst actually concentrating on the smoothness of both bare upper thighs of the women besi...e me. There wasn’t much to see, but as I had already seen my sister naked, the sight of her thigh, and the thought of my father outside wanking started to have an undesired effect on my own cock. Whilst not unpleasant, my hardening cock was badly timed and not exactly the what I wanted my mother to be seeing, especially right now with the. This was glorious to watch. The sub was sobbing and begging the dom to stop. She did, but only long enough to seize a riding crop. With her free hand, she held on to the sub to hold her in place and proceeded to slap her ass and thighs with the crop. When the sub opened her legs in protest to having her thighs slapped, the dom aimed the crop toward her inner thighs, making the sub squeal louder as she reached the more tender spots. "Do you really want me to stop?" the dom asked the sub. "No,. I numbly poured myself another drink, downed it, and headed back, not knowing what to expect. My wife was on the bed, the top of her dress was down and exposing her full breasts, the bottom of it pulled up, bunched all together at her waist. His shirt was off and they were pawing at each other like high school k**s. A minute later her dress was completely off, his pants were gone and he was climbing onto her on the bed."You saved me, now take what's yours," she gasped as her legs spread to. "Oh, I used my GPS, don't even have to think doing that," I joked.She had a pot of spaghetti sauce bubbling on the stove and the kitchen smelled terrific. She set her girls to making some garlic bread as I opened the wine and she put the flowers on the dining table."That's so sweet, Martin, you certainly didn't have to do that, the wine was plenty."It was difficult to keep my eyes off her daughters, who were at that age where they seemed to exude sex, Sara, especially, whose breasts were about.