You slowly move your hand away from Sarah’s thigh and taking her hand you move it up and place it gently on your breast, without thinking she squeez...s it and starts to massage it thorough your blouse, you moan lightly as she squeezes it again. Moving you hand you run it down her body, slipping it again to her thigh this time running your fingers over her panty clad pussy mound, Sarah gasps throwing her head back with her eyes closed she pushes her hips forward. Again you stroke her mound this. "Yes, Dan gets a spanking when he displeases me and he will be getting one when we get home that's for sure!", replied Janet. "Why not spank him here and now", said Barbara with a grin on her face. My wife then looked at Ted and said, "would that be alright?". "Sure", said Ted. I couldn't believe what I was hearing, Janet had never spanked me in front of anyone else before. With a shocked expression on my face I started to panic. "I think you should punish me at home, darling", I said pleading. He must have been about 18 as well and looked like he was up for a laugh. The best thing? He was wearing a kilt. I don't know why but that turns me on big time. I had to find out if he was sticking with tradition and going commando under his tartan. After a couple of drinks I plucked up the courage to go over and ask him. 'Why don't you find out for yourself?' he asked in his gentle brogue. His accent got me horny and that was all the invitation I needed. I reached down and let my hand snake up. And I followed suit. The cock in my mouth with another one going spare got my empty pussy twitching and aching. I planted my knees apart, cunt tilted up and splayed by my fingers, inviting him in. But the second he made a move. Olli pulled out of my mouth, got in behind me and rammed his cock in my snatch. I heard Greg moan — maybe in frustration or just at the live porn show he was getting. And while I felt relief at Olli fucking me – I'd have made it pretty bloody clear if I'd objected – I.