I moved away and slowly peeled my tshirt over my head. I turned around and rubbed the shirt across my back, wiggling my ass at him and turning back ar...und I could see his cock starting to stand up in the silk fabric of his robe. I don't think I will ever get used to seeing just how big that cock gets. I moved closer to him and began unbuttoning my jeans, slowly one button at a time, being carful not to reveal the black satin panties underneath. He reached for me, and I backed away and shook my. Abel was sitting on the sofa part-way across the room in a pair of shorts and a short sleeved shirt he’d thrown on and never bothered to button. His phone was set an arm’s length away. It had been vibrating every twenty minutes or so, until he finally shut it off.Summer was wearing one of his large, button-down white shirts again. They made her feel more dressed than his T shirts, although today she was entirely naked underneath. Somehow, she’d been growing more comfortable with non-traditional. Collecting the material in one hand he bunched the back of her dress up and with his other ran his hands across her ass, feeling the lace of her panties and groaning. Sliding his hand across her hip he pushed his hand between them and ran his palm down the front of her, feeling the heat radiate from her, the lace on the crotch already damp and pressed it hard against her as he ran his fingers back up. Stepping back he dropped his hands to his side and looked at her. "Take them off." He watched,. My tongue had just entered her slit when I felt a sharp smack against my right asscheek. I don’t know why, but I knew that it was slut who was spanking me. Soon another swat landed, this time on my left asscheek. Then another, also on the left side. As I continued to lap at Mistress June, slut didn’t get harder, but she did get faster... a lot faster.My ass was on fire, but I didn’t let that stop me from spearing my tongue as deeply as I could into Mistress June’s cunt. She lay totally back on.