She kept hold of my cock the whole time, slowly pumping me. My flaccid cock soon rose again with her attentions.“Oooh” she said “Looks like he w...nts to play some more”, giving me her beguiling grin. I “Tutted” her as I soaped her pussy. My right hand smoothed over her rounding butt whilst my left hand soaped her pussy. This was one wicked little girl who was going to get her comeuppance, I thought to myself, I stood sideways on to her and I slid, firstly a finger up her pussy and secondly a. " Just about? You mean there's times when you don't want to see me naked?" No," I had to confess. "I always love seeing your gorgeous body, but there are times when it's not at the forefront of my mind." Like when?" she pushed her inquisition."Like when I'm sitting on a toilet, for instance, or eating when I'm by myself. Times like that," I grinned as I answered her enquiry."You dirty old man!" she exclaimed with a mock tone of indignation."Am not!" I refuted her accusation. "I just got out of. ” Then over my wife’s lap I went, and I was held in place by her thighs. “Then you cup your hand and spank him going from cheek to cheek. like this.” Before long, my spanking started. “If he starts to move about too much, you just clamp your legs together tighter. What’s nice to see is his bottom turn from a white color to a pink then a red color. His hand spanking usually lasts about five minutes, and then I spank him with paddles and other spanking implements, bending over something. . My reason was obvious: I was totally nervous. But during the day I have made up my mind to go all the way, and I never break my promises. Even the ones I make to myself. So, after dinner, I pour him his whiskey and invite him to sit on the couch. “I want to show you this film, dad” I told him. This was my excuse to make him relax. Ten minutes in the film, it was a comedy, I stood up and got in front of the TV. Slowly, I pulled my sweater higher. He stared at my naked belly. He breathed faster..