He knocked on the gate loudly, then called out, “Mrs. Cummings? Are you home?” He knocked and called a second time.Rusty stood there speechless. W...at were they doing at the Cummings place? Did she have a daughter or niece or somebody staying there that Jeremy had managed to nail? What was going on?After another moment, the back gate opened, and Mrs. Cummings smiled as she greeted the boys. “Hi fellows, what’s up?” She was wearing a long silk robe and high-heeled sandals.Jeremy smiled. “Hi, Mrs.. I became aware that the equilibrium of my little world was being changed.Lying on my right side my dulled senses noticed a movement behind me.A vague sense of the duvet being lifted caused me no alarm,even when I felt the bed tilt under me.Gradually becoming more aware I heard the rustle of movement in the bed.Contact!Warm feelings flushed through my body as I felt her body conform to mine.I could detect a myriad of sensations flowing over me as her hand slowly moved down my side.Feeling the. "OK ... hmmmmmm ... well, I tell you what, girls ... let's keep it secret from the boys for a few days, and if it looks like it will work out with you two girls we might even expand it to include the boys. How's that?"Both girls knew enough about private lessons that they knew there was some kind of sex involved. That was fine with Megan, because she had a big secret that she hadn't even told Buffy yet. She was waiting for the right time, when the two girls could be alone for a while. Megan had. After 10-20 smacks, my bottom started to burn a little. After 30-40 I started thinking that she must stop.But stop she didn't, and they came harder, harder and harder, and it was hurting a great deal. There was anger in her voice. She was genuinely angry that I upset her, and she was taking it out on my."I am very sorry Mistress," I whimpered, but still she carried on."Please stop Mistress, I promise not to do it again," I said as I genuinely needed her to stop. I felt my legs rise as she hit.