Oh, my. She came right over me, on top of me, pinning me to the mattress, kissing me on and on, and pressing her middle down on me and scooting back a...d forth. This felt so good, that I widened my legs and she began to hump me back and forth as she went on french-kissing me.Oh, was this hot. We were kissing, tonguing, humping each other, then she pulled back and said, "You want me to french you down there?" You mean my pussy, right?" Uh, huh." Um, yeah, if you want to. Maybe if we took our. However if we lose them it could ruin our chances of a back up plan. I grabbed her and brought her close. Her head rested on my shoulder as she soaked my shirt. "Shhh, don't cry. c'mon wheres Dakota?" Dakota was her boyfriend and I hoped that atleast he could try to comfort her."He's dead! They got him!" More tears flowed from her eyes, I rubbed her and eventually kissed her forehead as she finally settled down. "Don't worry, I'll protect you. Just don't worry!" She looked up at me with. Both father and Helen promised to be at the station to see Ben off on Saturday morning. The emotional strain of a leave-taking – obviously present at father’s advanced age – had, therefore, during their day together, been banished.When Ben returned to the hotel, Christine waved him into the office. She welcomed him with a broad smile, a cup of espresso, and no sign of delayed embarrassment about last night’s romp. Although she left it unmentioned, what she told Ben left no doubt of her wish to. " I want you to use this on ME Mark, cover me with welts so he knows he is not the only man in my life!!" " OK Lyn, but that will sting not like the soft glow you got from when I gave you 30 with the cane , you will need warming up!" Lyn asked, " How?" Mark said, " 37 is not too old to be spanked dear, fetch me a beer then come back and across my knee!" Lyn came back with the beer and a Gin and Tonic for herself took a sip then went over his lap on the sofa "I've never been spanked !" Mark.