The fresh air would help clear my mind a bit.I rang Morag's front doorbell on the dot of midday. She opened the door immediately. She was wearing a pa...e green summer dress which accentuated her green eyes and came to just below the knee. She looked heavenly. She also had a small overnight bag in her hand."Just in case!" she said.By tacit consent neither of us mentioned the earlier conversation and we nattered away as usual all the way to the pub where we had a delicious light lunch. As we left. And me, newly married, watching my husband squirm as he stood there, watching, knowing that he had been spanked on a regular basis by his Mother right up to our wedding day. Yes, we both watched as David wriggled uncomfortably, trying to avoid the constant smacking of the wooden backed brush on his bare bottom, resulting in the inevitable gasp of pain, the deep intake of breath, the groan, and the sobbing. Even from a man of 22 years old. David still lived at home and knew he had to. “Ok, it seems that you uh, insert one mushroom head each. Then you both uh, clench I guess, and uh, try to wiggle the mushroom head out of the other person without touching it.”The flatmate looked up from her hands and locked gaze with me. Her eyes were almost overflowing with lust. She spoke in a soft voice, almost pleading.“You do this with me? Yes?”My mouth was so dry that I couldn’t speak. I gulped and just sorta stared into space blankly.My friend put her hand gently on my back.“You ok?. His hand guided mine and I finally took the shot, obviously missed. As I got from leaning on the table, my ass rubbed against his dick getting harder. I turned around and said "oh no, did you see my panties?" He grinned and said "oh sweetie, every did. But don't worry, you got a great ass." I put my hand on the outside of his pants, feeling his dick getting harder. He then felt up my pussy, and I was so wet. I moved my face near his and whispered "I think I'm gonna need that, right now.