Truth be told, I didn't really think that he did understand at the time. I smiled at him again and asked if him whether he was giving myself relief re...ularly? Dan nodded my head. Then I asked, "how often?" Dan whispered, "three or four times a day." I then asked him when was the last time I had done it? "Well, except for the incident today, about 6 days ago, Grandma." I think I surprised him when I said that it was perfectly OK to do it while he stayed with me. After all I do it too. In fact,. We left the hotel and visited a few pubs getting gradually more drunk, I had been allowing my legs to drop open and flashing my pussy off and was feeling very horny! Towards the end of the night we ended up in a large club set over 3 floors, the top floor was made up of a dance floor, a bar and a number of booths set around the side. My partner and I had managed to get a booth to ourselves and were sitting drinking, kissing, teasing each other and feeling frisky. As we chatted we somehow got. Don't be shy, be a man," she smirked.I raised the thin end of the black leather belt and slapped it lightly over her knickers."Do it harder, whip well in," she insisted, raising her bottom and opening her legs as wide as she could. The satin crotch of her panties was a perfect target and I raised the belt and whipped it directly onto her cunt. Amanda yelped."Again, harder."I really didn't want to hurt her but at least the well-made vintage knickers offered some protection. This time I missed. He answered it dropping her foot, He stood making a fake conversation. Abby said, “move over here Brett and let me turn on my side”. Al walked away talking as he moved. He sat, Abby turned to face the back of the couch with her feet in his lap. Her robe fell covering her ass inches below he cheeks. Al came back, resumed his seat as Brett massaged and leaned trying to peer under her robe. Al wiggled a “no” finger at him, Brett mouthed “shit”! Al hung up his cell saying “Mama, I've got to go arm.