During the first few months she found reason to spank her son at least once a week, often more and expected the need to reduce. However the frequency ...ad not reduced. He wasn’t learning. Even when she made him bend over for the cane he claimed he was sorry and wouldn’t do it again, but once the caning was over he just seemed to lapse back in to his old ways.One thing she noticed though was how he was well behaved in company, as though his fear was to be disciplined in front of anyone else.. This time, he used his fingers to smear the butter around Susan’s anal ring and the coolness made her looks up. “What’s that, butter?”“I don’t want to do you any permanent damage, and this is best I could find. Of course I can leave it if you like….but my cock is still going in there butter or not.”She turned back without a reply, she could see the lust in his eyes and she knew her father had a passion for anal sex. The stories, the pictures and the videos, all contained a great deal of anal.. This time she mounted him and he had to agree she was experienced because she would move her hips in alternating motions and would vary the speed. It wasn’t long with her doing this that he was making a warm deposit in her.He turned the vibrator on and applied to her clit. He enjoyed seeing the expressions on her face as she experienced orgasm after orgasm. Jeff moved the vibrator to where it was doing a light probing her rosebud and heard her say, “Oh my God, that is so different.”Jeff didn’t. After a few minutes, she came out of the restroom, handed me the bag, and stood by me. I looked in the bag and saw a small pair of red panties. “Stand still, I want to make sure that you really aren’t wearing any panties, and that you didn’t put another pair of panties into the bag from your purse.” Then I took one hand and ran it under her skirt and felt her bare ass. Now I knew for sure that she wasn’t wearing any panties and that she would submit to a spanking. I took my hand out.