Your ass was calling me come on hit me we want your paddle now you tell how could I don’t listen your soft white asses which are turned red now in a...ger since I’m hitting them late as per your wish. They are saying me don’t listen to the girl hit us the way you want its okay for us. Keep going so I’ll hit you on count of one only and this time I’ll count. And didn’t give me the time to think and started counted straight away. 1-bahhm 1- bahhm 1- bahhmm 1-1-1-1-1-1-1-1 bahhm bahhm bahhm bahhm. He started in a low whisper, “Yeah yeah we’re all fine, but I wanted to ask you something very personal, and no one can know. Is that ok?”I had no issue with that, and was more curious than ever, so I told him to go on and his secret was safe with me.“Well, here goes” he started. “First, I have to confess something. The way our windows face each other, well, Robin and I have seen you and Anna (my wife) having sex. A lot. All over the place.” I chuckled a bit and started to apologize for putting. "What kind of hook up"? Handy sat down in the walkway, legs open looking up at me. "Man I've been fucking around since I was 16 yo". I just stood and listened. Wondering since he has been fucking around for so long, why did he need a hook up from me. "Man I'm horny as hell yo, I gots to get this thang off" Handy said. Then I thought, maybe he is trying to set me up, just to find out if what he heard was true. Then to my complete surprise Handy broke my face "Man, do you know any drag queens"?. I started the washer and tossed in some detergent. As I was sorting through the clothes in the main basket, I noticed that Lucille had brought her laundry basket down and left it. She probably planned to do hers the next day. But since the last of ours was so sparse, I lifted the top of her basket and sorted through for some light colored items to fill out the load. I tossed in a couple of bras and some shirts. Then my hand fell on a pair of her panties.I don't have a panty fetish. I'd rather.