"Jaden wasn't sympathetic at all and snapped, "Saying sorry doesn't count, mum, so if that is the last time you get up you will get just one spanking....If you get up again it will be two. Understood, mum?"Valentine groaned but knew she had been told not to get up and that if she did then she would earn a spanking and so could not object. After all this was about her doing as she was told and not doing her own thing and so it was going to be a good lesson for her. Of course, it meant she may not. I, impatiently, waited in my van for her to arrive. A sexy woman who fit the description arrived a few minutes later, went in and sat alone; it was my cougar! I went over introduced myself and sat down. She was quite shy in person, but we broke the ice a little. She told me her husband works a lot and because she was from a small town she would need to be discrete, that being the reason she would only sleep with men not from the area. We kept chatting for about 30 minutes and i had a feeling it. After 10 minutes he called on the telephone and said that the masseur would come at 9.00 P.M.Meanwhile, my wife came out of the toilet and we had tea. I told her that I had called a masseur to give me massage at 9.00 P.M. We went out and loitered in the town. We had dinner at 8.00 P.M. and came back to our room. I changed to my night dress and asked my wife also to change. I informed her that I have called a male masseur also whether she would also like to take a massage. Being an Indian wife. “Bedtime tale?”“How you and Mommy finally did it!” I groaned. “Now let’s go.”That worked.Now I was kneeling between Mommy’s thighs. She had her legs parted, her shaved pussy gleaming with her excitement. Her breasts rose and fell as she looked at me. She was just such a sexy thing. I wanted to just do such naughty things to her.“Doesn’t Mommy just look so naughty, Daddy?” I asked, my pussy clenching and aching. I was buzzing on the high of seeing my daughter.She needed a name. Nancy? Clarissa?.