I am also on my way home from a long lonely trip. I just left a strip club about a half hour ago. I am drunk, horny, and really needing to piss. I ...et out of my car, and realize I am more drunk than I thought. I think about pissing right beside my car, but i see your dad asleep in the car. I decide to go into the restroom. Its so dark inside, that i don't see you right away. I go up to the mirror and splash some water on my face. I am trying to decide whether to piss or cum first. I need. Steven, help me please, tell her not to...no, mummyyyyyyyyyy."I breathed long and hard as a volley of hard spanks rang out, counted dutifully to ten by Ally. A brief pause followed before Ally thanked her mother through gritted teeth. "Ouch, oh please mummy no more, I promise I'll be good from now on."Another pause and Bonnie came back on. "Well Steven, what do you think? Have I punished her sufficiently?"The words brought a grin to my lips. Wow, I loved Bonnie as much as Ally, if not more. It. Andrea and I would get really into it when we were making out and as time went by our urges grew stronger. We went from making out to feeling each other up in just a matter of weeks. On the way home every night, Jen and I started talking about what was going on with each others relationships during the make out session after band practice. She wasn’t afraid to ask for details about what we were doing or to tell me what she was doing. Jen knew that I lacked sexual experience and wanted to help. Her baseless complaints about her appearance (and some maybe contrived shame over her slutty actions) aside, the viewing let us reach a sort of acceptance. And it definitely made me look forward to the weekend ahead...--------------------------------------Michelle dressed to kill that night, wearing her sexy thigh-high stockings as she’d promised underneath a little black pullover dress that just barely covered her ass. Once again I wasn’t privy to her choice of underwear but knew I’d get the.