They both nodded yes. Taking out two sheets of paper from the Acolyte desk, I handed one to each and said, “Okay then, first I want you to write in ...our own a hand a simple confession that on this date you both conspired to steal wine, that you both did in fact steal the wine, that you have no valid excuse for your actions, and that in lieu of being reported to your parents and the police, you deserve and have agreed to accept the punishment and penance that I will administer; as you are both. "Just then Linda chimed in. "Harry," she said, "you're being rude." I'm being rude? Let me explain something. This guy just walked up and asked my wife to dance with out asking my permission. That's not only being rude, it's being extremely disrespectful. If he had come to me and asked if I mind that he ask you, I would have probably said okay, but now ... not a chance in hell." Harry," she said with a edge to her voice, "we're married but you don't own me. I'm not you slave and if I want to. ” I gave her a wicked smile.She smiled back and then got a nervous look again. By now, my cock was erect once again. I was actually turned by what she was sharing. Turned on by the fact my mom was this fucking horny and so ‘understanding’ to the sexual needs of teen boys. I couldn’t but to start stroking again.“I am much dirtier than you think and this is wrong, but I have to confess to you. I had your friends go into the bathroom because I set up a small camera so I could watch them. "Make it happen, honey!" You want to cum, huh?" he asked teasingly."Shiiiiit!" she gasped. "Come ON, give me a fuck!"He raised up, giving her room to hunch, and she went quickly into her screw-lifts. Her face twisted again, her thighs shook, her cunt trembled very, very lightly, and he felt the first twinges of her orgasm seize her crotch."UHHHH, OH, OHH!" she cried, creaking the couch. Her cum spasms were better than he had expected, her breasts heaved, her thighs jerked in with the pounds of.