After all, that was how she and Rachel were brought up. They were taught to do what they believed was right and not to be browbeaten into doing someth...ng else. So Ann bit her lip, stood up, and, looking at Helen, said, “You are right and I am wrong. You should spank me, and I need to learn from that spanking.” Helen felt as elated as when Emily had agreed to be spanked. She knew this was different as Rachel was her friend and she was about to spank her friend’s Mum. However, she deserved it and. It was like the Mongol Horde camping here in Vancouver, Canada. As Gipser couldn't speak good English, he had his oldest grandson, about the same age as the three boys dads talk to them. The grandson was a man in his later 30s and his name was Vlek. He had curly black hair and black eyes and fit the stereotype of the romantic gypsy that many women have fantasies of. Derek talked to his two friends,"If he asks for a sexual orgy, I say we're out of here". Vlek came up and smiled at the three of. Every Friday night after basketball games, there was a dance at the high school gym but no one danced. It was just a place to hook up, not in sexual sense, but more of a social event. Of course, a few of the guys would brag the next day about how they got a little tit but that seemed to be ridiculous. To begin with, there wasn't much there to touch and most of us weren't brave enough to try anything more than holding hands. I was by far the most innocent, naive , and timid of them all. . The finger was gently sliding deep inside my pussy and I felt my pussy getting moist and slippery. Since I was still reluctant to reciprocate with Sobia in presence of Hayat, I kept mum. My panties were now sliding down my legs and I felt somebody parting my legs. Then I felt a haunch adjusted behind my ass cheeks and I pushed my ass further back gently. It was only then I realized when a hard, plump, warm and pulsating penis started entering my pussy. My goodness, he was Hayat. He had come.