Was he spanking her? The smacks got louder and more frequent before finishing in a flurry.Then it went quiet…Until I heard a whoosh sound and a shar... crack immediately followed by a yelp of pain. WTF? Then a second crack and a cry. I tried to place the sound as I heard the third whoomph, crack, cry combination. It sounded like they were beating something with a stick, until I realised, he must be caning her! The tube she’d got from the car contained a cane. She was bent over the arm chair. I have another problem, a very serious problem. I am going to ask you a question; your answer will determine if I tell you more."Mark looks at me, studying my facial expressions."Ask away!" Are you up to some serious 'wet work'?"Now I have his attention, 'wet work, ' by definition, is dead people, no holds barred, no quarter, just dead people; very dead people. It is a lot to ask of anyone, and Mark I have only known each other for a couple of months."Hypothetically, how many?" Good question,. That night I couldn’t sleep mostly because I knew Lisa would be lonely and her baby would grow up without a dad. So I made up my mind to visit her more often and help out as much as I could. Of course there was the likelihood that things might develop between us and that concerned me because it would seem like we were cheating on Greg. I tried to brush it off because I was getting way ahead of myself and I didn’t know her that well anyway. Around midnight my door opened and in walked Lisa as. He gripped my hips hard and"Rode The Tiger", all the time fucking me harder and faster, till I had another, less intense but much longer cum, gripping him with hard spasms of my pussy and taking him over the edge into his. My bowels getting a thick coating of his sperm,enough to make several babies if I had had the right equipment.Both our cocks slowly wilted after such an intense fuck, til his dropped out with a soft .