Maur grunted out, “Honey your Paul is fucking me silly, I’ve never had it this good. He spanks me and I like it. He tells me to spank you, I will....��Paul smiled “Watch me fuck your mom’s ass, eat that pussy you two have to learn my way, MY way you two try to make me happy I want to see you two eat pussy Mommy you be nice. Tammy, I’ll let you spank mommy, Do you remember last time Mom spanked you?”“Yes”“Did it hurt, you want to pay her back?”Mom weeps says thank you I needed that, turns to Paul. That way he’ll learn who wears the pants and who wears the panties in your house.” I looked back and forth at Tricia and Sandra, dumfounded. Tricia was still giving me an icy stare, whereas Sandra seemed to be pondering Tricia’s words. “He doesn’t help with anything”, said Sandra despairingly, “I don’t see how I could make him do anything he doesn’t want to do.” “You need to use the reward system” Tricia responded calmly. “For three loads of washing, ironing and folding, he gets to retain one. Now, after a very fun early part of the evening, I was back in the real world. As I began to move around in the booth, the guys started to notice me. I guess they ignored me when I dozed off, but now that I was obviously alert and starting to assume the role of street slut on the prowl, they paid some attention to me. It was while I was putting on some glossy lipstick and perfume that one of them handed me a room key. I knew what that meant, so I did not have to say a word or ask any questions.. Sorry about that. It's not you. After all, remember what I wore on our practice date last night? But I don't like the idea of just anybody seeing me walk around showing that much skin." She looked around the beach unhappily.Alan looked around too. He was glad to notice that there were only about a dozen people scattered along the short beach. Crucially, it looked like none of them were near their age. That was very important to Christine, because she didn't want any gossip getting back to her.