I stood there dumbfounded; I was standing naked in the shower with that perfect stranger. I saw it was my own bathroom, so, who was this guy?He made m... turn over, his hard cock pressing against my buttocks.He grabbed a bar of soap and started lathering up my tits while pressing the head of his hard cock against the crack of my ass.That turned me on like nothing else…I felt his huge cock moving between my legs as he slowly pushed me against the back shower wall. His huge erection was now pushing. "That was ... you were ... adequate." He clears his throat and tries to think of anything more to say. His mind is blank, so he goes onto the next part of the plan. Lifting his hand to his shoulder, he steps to the side and then brings his open palm down on her left ass cheek.She loves being spanked, he knows this, and so he reaches down inside himself to that same part of him that conceived of this plan in the first place. He slaps her magnificent ass seven more times, four on each cheek until. "So, that was before we got caught this morning," he smiled ruefully as he buttoned up the flannel shirt he'd decided to wear. Julie would have split a gut if he'd planned to sit around the house on a Saturday in something as unfashionable as a flannel shirt, but that was then, and this was now -- and Bradford, at that. "Like I said, I'm learning this stuff as I go along."The boys predictably were quicker getting dressed than Dave and Shae, but rather than coming back to pester the adults, they. It was Julia, with burning eyes and triumphant smile, who showed it to me – the first time she had addressed me since that fateful day months before. When I saw the video I thought I would have a heart attack. Quite clearly it was me, sitting on the edge of a bed. A girl – half off-screen and with her back to camera – was dancing sensually in front of me – of him. Of course I knew what was going to happen, but still it was awful to watch. Suddenly, my (his) eyes and mouth opened wide, my back.