‘Are you panting for me…I mean for my benefit? Oh hell, what do I mean?’ Harry hadn’t a clue. Sierra wasn’t normally into conversing like th...s, sounding rather like a bored shop girl at the perfume counter. He decided it best to say nothing. ‘Come on Harry – say something. You never know what it’ll get you.’ ‘There’s a diner up ahead. I’ll meet you inside for a cup of coffee, but I’ll just have juice.’ ‘What do you intend doing to me in the diner Harry?’ ‘N-nothing. Absolutely nothing.’ ‘Then I. What those statements showed shocked and saddened me. It was apparent that Darla had been meeting someone at one motel or another at least once a week for the last six months. I also noted another pattern. At first the motels had been nice (The Marriot for example) and the meetings only once a week. But as time went on the frequency increased (last week it was four times) and the quality went down (Motel 6 and another name I thought was a flop house downtown). The thought occurred to me that. Monica held our heads closer and deeper in her breasts and started moaning umm ahh. Aisha then slid her hand into Monica’s dark pink panties to and started rubbing smoothly while stilling sucking and biting on her bra. Then I started to remove my tee quickly and started pressing their asses harder and started sucking on Aisha juicy breasts through her dress. Slowly Aisha also started moaning umm umm.Then I got my hands under Aisha’s one-piece and pulled her red panties down, I started rubbing. I didn’t even bother to count. No limit had been set. I smacked her round cheeks turning them bright red. Her crying lessened, her thrashing lessened, and her movements became different. She was anticipating the next hit and going after it. She wanted me to spank her, she was enjoying it, and she had just wanted me to work for it. I swear that she had an orgasm.My hands had finally gone numb from spanking my naked sister. She had become sedated and was quite calm.I got up and removed my clothes.