I slipped away without waking the two girls behind me and smelled coffee. Heather was in the kitchen making breakfast today. She was still naked, and ... walked up behind her, wrapping my arms around her. My limp penis was pressed against her butt. She turned her head and smiled at me. She gave me a quick kiss. “You need to fuel up first before playing! Have a seat,” she said.She brought me breakfast and a cup of coffee. “Dig in!” she said. I did, happily.Heather set places for Cara and Linda,. She could see him leer in the window. Lecherous sod. Please don’t let him stop now.He half turned. A finger roamed her cleavage as his other hand touched her leg. She abandoned looking at the window, looking down instead as the stranger’s hand moved as if at random, grabbing what it would. Fingers were sliding up her thigh. She moved a leg, allowing him every opportunity to move the hand further up her leather skirt. Callous hands squeezed breast and thigh in unison, but callous was good. No. Wait here". She went upstairs and returned with a 2 tailed leather spanking strap and a medium weight rattan cane. "Take your dressing gown and pyjama top off and come and stand in front of me". David did so trembling with anxiety and trepidation but mixed with strong emotions towards Mrs Robinson who would purge him of his misbehaviour in a way so familiar to him. She undid his pyjama trousers and allowed them to fall to the floor. She gazed at his naked body, he was well built, wide. Today it’s at least one hundred degrees. Suddenly, it feels hotter than that. My neighbor’s son stands shirtless in the driveway; his baggy shorts hang low around trim hips. He’s not wearing boxers, and a shiver races through me despite the heat. His cock, which I know to be long and thick, hangs heavily, tenting the cotton khaki of his shorts. I lick my lips. “How are you today?” he asks, stepping into my personal space. I look past him. His truck is the only car in the driveway next door..