”“Need… what, exactly?”Ash looked me in the eye again.“I need you to spank me, and hold me like this afterward.”“You do? So you were ser...ous a minute ago?”I sat there stunned, flabbergasted, even. It was right about then that I noticed my hand was on her upper thigh, gently massaging her bare skin. And I also became aware of her weight on my lap, on my cock.“I can keep getting into trouble if you want me to… if it… you know… makes it easier for you…” her voice trailed off.“No, let’s not do. We set up a slow, passionate pace, David's thighs bouncing into my ass on each stroke, his scrotum slapping against my vagina. His hands found their way up to my hanging, swaying breasts, and he covered them, gently squeezing and stroking.I was biting my bottom lip in pleasure, starting to climb the mountain. David speeded his actions up, and I knew that if we timed it right, we could come together."I need you to..." I moaned."What? What?" he gasped."Touch my clit. Help me cum with you!" One. His whole life had changed during these last few days and he felt like an entirely different person from the nervous and uninitiated boy who'd arrived with the bag of coins from his piggy bank to buy the book that would teach him about sex. But he felt that he'd still only explored the tip of the iceberg, and he couldn't bear the thought of having her break the whole thing off now when they were just getting started good.Suddenly convinced that he had to take some kind of positive action on his. She went and came back with a woman I would learn was called Robin. Robin was occupied by a huge dog. When I say huge I mean HUGE. It disappeared out of view. Cindy and Robin hugged. I saw transfixed. Was my wife having an affair with this woman? “Are you ready?” asked Robin. “Always” my wife answered and she took off the robe and sat on the edge of the couch. She patted her crotch. The reaction blew my mind.With Cindy sitting there patting her crotch the dog reappeared. “Good boy Tyson” my.