"Now it is time for you to be punished. Are you ready for your punishment?" She nodded "No, my slut, I need to hear you say it. Tell me you are ready...and why you are receiving your punishment." She shuttered at his voice and the firmness from his body pressing against her. She felt him begin to disrobe behind her as she tried to affirm him, "Yes Sir. Tonight I am your slut and I was a selfish little slut giving myself and orgasm at the restaurant. I'm sorry Sir. I deserve your punishment,. "Do you want to come?" Oh YES!" The younger one replied. "PLEASE? May I?"Smiling broadly, the older one continued to stroke, up and down, up and down, slowly, but this time without the sudden, abrupt refusal, as had been the case prior; and soon, the younger man began ejaculating; and the sight of that creamy-thick whiteness, jetting up into the open air, and landing, haphazardly, all over the young man's stomach and thighs, the older one was smiling happily as he emptied those young balls of. She closed the door and undressed herself leaving only her panties on. I was beginning to stir and when her soft hand touched my hand I turned my head to see who it was (like I didn't know!)."Morning sleepy head, time to get up."She was smiling and looking at the tent my cock had made under the sheet."Looks like someone woke up before you." He always gets up before I do" I replied.I was looking in her eyes and I couldn't help noticing something wicked in her smile. Her cheeks were slightly red,. Gingerly, she patted it as if checking for blood or a raised spot. When I winced sobs escaped her lips. My face was pressed to her bosom and her chin rested on my head. She cradled my head in her arms. We moved in a gentle rocking motion for what seemed like minutes. Everything was going to plan. The script was being followed. But Wendy became impatient. She clutched me to her and pressed her pantied pussy to my chest. When her hands found my shoulders I thought she was going to make the move.