” Oh Myra I thought, ‘say it ain’t so’.I had to get away. I walked over to the ice chest, pulled out a soda, and strolled off in the direction...of the picnic tables. No foods had been brought out yet, but I wanted to be by myself. As I reached the tables I found I was about to have company. Mrs. Standish was soon standing beside me.I turned, smiled, and said, “HI I’m Steve, Myra Cornish’s husband. You’re Wendell Standish’s wife aren’t you?”She smiled and took my hand, “Yes, Allyson. I saw you. As his fingers moved in and out, his thumb pressed on my clit and he circled round it, bringing me very close to a climax already.“You're very good at that,” I gasped, letting him know by my sighs that I loved what he was doing. “But I don't think we have a lot of time, so I'm going to give you a special treat.”“You can do whatever you want, baby,” he groaned. “You have very skilful fingers for one so young.”“If you think my fingers are skilful, wait till you see what I can do with my mouth.”. David was also sixteen then, and he teased me about him using Mom for jacking material too.David Makes a DiscoveryI got my laptop computer that summer, and although I played a few games on it, it was primarily for my schoolwork, and I was too focused on enjoying the freedom of having a car, and hadn’t used my computer much. David got a laptop computer too that summer, and as you might expect for a horny teen boy with free time, he started going to porn sites in addition to playing games.It was. Before she had taken in what was happening his hand had descended forcibly on her left and then right buttock SLAP! SLAP!"Stop that, let me up," she shrieked but Jim shifted both himself and her so that he had a tighter grip on her waist and his hand continued to land on her trouser covered arse cheeks SLAP! SLAP! SLAP! SLAP! SLAP! SLAP! SLAP!She was starting to feel the stinging in her rear but, because of his tight grip, her struggles were futile.SLAP! SLAP! SLAP! SLAP! SLAP! SLAP! SLAP!.