You win." I slid my hand into my pants and straightened up my straining erection. "You're not supposed to watch."Giggle. "I saw it the other day," she...laughed. "Today I did not see it. I saw you touch something, though. Is it fixed now?" Yes." So I can sit there." Yes."Giggle. "I like hugging and kissing, Dave. No, that is wrong. I like hugging and kissing Dave." She smiled, sliding back into my lap, molding herself against me for a kiss."This is dangerous." Why is it dangerous?" It feels too. Spanking was part of her life now, and discipline was not so very different she supposed. She was getting excited at the prospect in fact. Eventually Sharon issued the order “right Wendy, come here please.” Wendy turned, lowered her now aching arms, and walked smartly over to Sharon who as usual just patted her knee and Wendy knew to place herself across her lap, hands on the floor to balance, her dangling legs in view when she looked under the chair, and Sharon’s hand was rubbing her. " Those costumes are just to die for." I'm not embarrassed about touching panties or bras." Sewing delicate material is easy, and I actually enjoy the challenge." I'm getting recognition and get to hang around all the girls." How many boys do you know would know what kinds of panties each of thegirls in the dance class wear?" Not only that, I've got to touch them, and even fashion some of them infront of the girls." I never got that kind of recognition playing baseball." The ladies in the dance. "Now what do we have going on here?" he asks, loosening his button now. "Looks like we have a naughty girl who needs some punishing, need any help there big guy?" he asks as he looks down at me on the blanket, your legs astride me. A smile creeps across my face "Are you up for it then mate?" i ask. "Lets see what she thinks" he says, finally releasing a smiliarly impressive hard cock to the one that is currently stretching your dripping pussy. You look down at his huge swollen knob, but before.