"When is the last time your mother punished you for being disrespectful?" I-I don't know...a long time ago I guess. Maybe when I was a kid. " Did she...ground you then?"No... not really..." Not really? What did she do, Jared?" She, uh, well... I mean..." Did she spank you, Jared?"Jared tried to look at the floor again, but she snapped her fingers and he looked back into the older woman's eyes. The other ladies continued to giggle and whisper. "Jared, did your mother spank you for being. I think you still love yours."Letting out a long breath, Tracey admitted "Yes, I do. God, Sean, what am I going to do?" How about we get Carole in here to help us think."Carole hugged Tracey when she heard what the problem was. "You're having to grow up in a hurry, aren't you, Honey. You're doing it very well. You don't want to see the pictures, then?" No. I can't handle that." Do you at least want Sean to describe what's on the pictures?" No, not that, either." OK. We anticipated this. Here's. He slides me even farther to the table’s edge, and I hook my legs around the back of his thighs.Looking into my eyes, he slides his thick cock into my wet and ready pussy. I love the smug look on his face, like he just climbed Mt. Everest or scored the winning shot in a championship game. Watching my face, he pulls out slowly, then rams back into me with a grunt and a smirk.“You like that?” he asks.“I love that,” I gasp, as he thrusts into me again, and again. He hooks an arm under each of my. Instinctively Danny reached over and pulled it off brushing her nipple with his hand. To Danny that nipple felt just so soft and gentle.Danny found himself staring at Becky’s nipples and breasts. His penis was starting to swell when he said, “Do you know you have the most amazing breasts, Becky Bartell!”“Why, thankyou sir. Do you know you have an amazing and very large penis, Mr Daniel Brown?” replied Becky.“I think you told me that once before” responded Danny.Becky then stood up letting her.