She ran down the list. No new Spanking stories. She frowned, but then these days stories didn't stay on the front page very long. Maybe there were som... new ones anyway. She clicked the "Spanking" button and the page loaded quickly. Sure enough, the top three stories were ones she hadn't yet seen. One of them caught her interest. It looked like a workplace story. A secretary spanking his female boss? That's an interesting twist. She opened the story and started to read it. Her mind conjured up. Wow a fuck and dinner for under $100. Sounds good.I pick her up chunky but cute. She said if I don't like her that was fine she had some girlfriends that were bringing others like me and we could swap in the back rooms and she would just fuck someone else and I could watch. She was a hot fuck and great blow job too. Her girl friends were chunky but horny as hell.The orgy room was great I must have been laid 5 times in one night most any night I was there. Still no Bi or Gay sex. Until one. I resisted the urge to squeeze the breast."I knew you could reason it out. Now I won't have to worry about you raping some girl in high school. You do know the difference between right and wrong. You'll know when you are doing wrong even if you cock is doing the thinking. Deep down you'll know."Aunt Marti released me. My cock pointed at the sky. I was rock hard and wanted to jerk off more than anything else right now. Well more than most things anyhow.Aunt Marti looked at my erect cock. That. A small triumphantfeeling ran through me as I examined her plump bottom in white cotton pantieswith stockings. 'Stockings without a garter belt?' I mocked, and she shudderedas my hand gently caressed her thighs. 'How thoroughly modern of you, Helen,is it the Paris influence?' 'Whatif my aunt comes down?' she croaked, ignoring my jibe. 'Thenit will be very embarrassing for you. Lift up,' I instructed and hooked myfingers in the top of her underwear 'Whatare you doing?' Helen shrieked. .