They’d known and hadn’t cared. That was hot. It emboldened Krista and allowed her to throw back her sheets and pull off her pajamas. “Whoa.” ...ason said “Look at her panties.” Krista looked down at her soaking panties, wrinkled from all the pulling and twisting she’d done in the last hour. Then she yanked them off and crawled into the crowded bed on the far side of Jessie, where Jason’s free hand could reach her. He reached over and traced her nipple before dragging his hand down her torso to. Sheila was melancholy. She tried hard not to show it, but the evidence was clear. Lord knows she had good reason. The changes in her life were daunting. Whole phases were being forcibly shut down. To be sure, other, better phases were opening up, but that was the future. Sheila was mourning her past, indeed her whole life. I heard her tell Sean that she wanted to dress for dinner. That fit perfectly.I was a bit at a loss. On one hand, the house was familiar ground, but the familiarity was years. You will get me so hot and wet that when we get back into the car, I will be holding up my skirt so you can watch me run my fingers inside my pussy, fucking myself because I just can't wait. Remember the times I have unzipped you before we get in the car and pulled down your trousers so I could just lay back on the seat with the car door open and you just walked up to me, taking my legs and putting them on your shoulder's and fucking me while I moaned so loud without caring who was around? Oh!. Fiona picked up the pace a little and increased the strength of each spank. Caroline gasped as the heat and sting in her bottom began to rise. Memories of spanking past came flooding back and she was once again a teenager getting punished for some misdeed or other. She writhed on her aunt’s lap, trying to get her bottom away from the awful sting. Fiona continued to rain spanks down on Caroline’s bouncing bottom, feeling a deep glow with herself. God she had missed this. While never going out of.