During the brief drive Hannah chatted on, apologising for not being on the platform when the train arrived, ‘But I had a customer who wanted a three...eighth Whitworth bolt with a right hand thread. I knew I had one somewhere and but couldn’t find it until I looked in the draw with the quarter inch bolts, and there it was, must have got chucked in by mistake.‘ Arrival at the shop indicated that it was something more than an antique shop. Two customers were waiting outside and a hand printed. They writhed and grunted their way towards an orgasm apiece of the finest magnitude. He pulled it out once more, and in the finest tradition of young men it was as stiff as any poker, his hand instinctively caressed the thing his eyes never leaving the two women. Quite how long this went on who knows, it was like time standing still. Suddenly Gran stiffened then gave a strangled cry, which then had her daughter, and ultimately her grandson finishing the tryst in a spectacular fashion. They lay. Hannah took her hands off her sister's bottom and returned them to the top of her head as her sister's hips began to wiggle in discomfort.The warmth inside Julia's bottom was steadily growing and combining with the sting from her earlier spanking. Soon her whole backside, inside and out, was burning terribly. Her wiggling got worse as she struggled with the pain. John frowned and brought a heavy hand down on her bottom with a loud SLAP! And said in a stern tone."You know I expect you to hold. My armpits were damp with anticipation and I had a hard-on from all the thrilling excitement. I wasn’t only meeting a friend for the first time. I was meeting the woman I jerked off to weeks in a row. It was 11:00pm and I walked up the path to her apartment. I took a deep breath and knocked. To be honest I wasn’t even sure why we were even meeting. I told myself this wouldn’t be sexual, but what else could it be. The only thing I could ever associate with this girl was the enticing.