”“Your dad was a big smoker?”“Two packs a day for fifty-plus years. He started at age 15 and he’ll turn 70 this year. Mom is 65.”“They w...re a bit older when they had you.”“They had trouble conceiving. I blame the nicotine, personally. She smoked too, but nothing like my dad.”“Were you low birth weight?” I asked.“No. Mom had the sense to quit smoking as soon as she missed her period. And got decent pre-natal care. Well, what passed for it in 1961, anyway.”“And now the touchy subject - kids?”“An. Jones.” “There’s only two more. Hold your position.” SWAT. “Twenty-nine. Thank you, Mr. Jones.” “This will be the last one. Stay in position until I tell you that you can stand up.” SWAT. “Thirty. Thank you, Mr. Jones.” Now her ass was a bright red. The paddle must of really stung her because she was shifting and moving about. I went into the bathroom and came out with some lotion to put on her red burning ass. As I put on the lotion, she said, “Ohh! That really feels wonderful.” . Neither of them liked to wear shoes and would go without whenever they had the opportunity. Ed watched them heading over to his table in the first year dorm. It was strange, but they always came to the first year dining room despite repeated attempts to get them to go to the second year dorm with Ling.Beth climbed up on the chair beside Ed while Little John sat down on a chair on the other side. Seeing that he was surrounded, Ed asked, “So what do you want?”Little John frowned and asked, “Why. She was surprised and happy. We together had coffee and I started undressing her as I didn’t saw her for many days.I opened her top and started sniffing in her cleavage and moving my hands on her stomach and back. She was also moving her hands on my head, neck, and shoulder. While sniffing, I opened her pyjama and it fell down. She was wearing a red bra and red panty. I was rubbing her pussy over her panty and she was stroking my dick with her hands. I opened her bra and her boobs came out..