Let me explain; I am Peter, Tommy my mate and I had been coached about sex by my mother, Tommy being an orphan, who lived with his gran, we had fallen...as folk do into a sexual routine, Tommy visiting mother usually once a week, and usually on a Tuesday for some unknown reason we never mentioned the weekly trysts or compared notes at all it becoming one of those taboo unmentionable subjects between good friends.Mother tended to have him to tea on Tuesdays, and once dad was out in his shed, they. I was stroking or maybe she was, and I slapped her pussy. She erupted. More, more, she said. And that began to be a regular thing with us. Me slapping her breasts, and her pussy.What she loved most – I'd honestly say, more than even vaginal sex – was me turning her over my lap and getting her ass cherry-red from spanking. She could have a nice cum just from that, and then she'd fall to her knees and begin giving me the most exquisite blow job. I rested my hand on the back of her head, just to. ” I was now feeling a little twitch in my crotch. “So how was your experience?” I asked. John laughed, “Well I am going to this club for the last 4 years now, and every visit has been uniquely fulfilling.”John and I discussed in detail about his experience. We also discussed the observer part of it. John told me in detail that those who want to enter the lifestyle and want to test waters can use this option and keep themselves a bit far from the real deal. I could now feel that my heart was. "This is another breakthrough." Deborah started a conversation on thetopic that brought them over, the change in eye colour."How so?" Manny asked."The nanobots are still active." She replied.Manny hasn't told them that he lacked a lot of Francine's knowledge ofnanotechnology, maybe lost in this transition but he knew from browsingon the internet a few days ago that certain models could theoreticallybuild a mind, the sisters was wiser for it knowing from personalexperience it was practical.The.