”“Doesn't she have her own friends that can help her out with that?”“Not the kind he takes a liking to, they're the kind that encourages her b...d behavior, you know the type, that bad girls clique or whatever its called today. Besides, I volunteered you both to do it anyway.”“What? Why'd you do that?”“If it'll help me get the promotion then its worth it, take one for the team son.”I sighed. He only said that when he really needed something, which wasn't often, so he didn't wear it out yet. “Ok. After taking my time doing all the preparation for a confidant night, I put on my favorite panties and my tightest jeans (the ones I would never dare to wear outside until this night). I was getting so excited with anticipation of making my fantasies come true that I could feel I was having a hard time breathing. As I looked at my perfect ass in the mirror I closed my eyes and imagined catching someone’s eye; I imagined what they think and say and moreover what they’d do if I let them.I arrived. Lani wanted to howl in misery when Danny started spanking her bottom. Not that it hurt that bad but the mere idea of her own son administering corporal punishment made the attractive woman prefer death to discovery by any other member of the family so she gritted her teeth until Danny stopped. "Please let me up now," she begged. Tears were falling from her eyes. Struggling only seemed to accentuate her helplessness."That was only ten swats, Mom. I'm not finished." You are finished, you..." Lani. "Like Shanti cum sweet, Shanti juice wouldn't be sweet enough" I said.She had put on panties underneath her mini skirt. She lifted the mini skirtto show me the bulge in her leather panties was growing."How do you normally do it?" I asked."Well, the normal way I make juice for visiting men is to masturbate into ameasuring cup," she said."A measuring cup?" I asked."That's something you'll get used to. Women like me can produce up to a cupof cum in one orgasm. And we can do it several times a day..