” Dillon found her to be surprisingly tight. He slid the fat head of his cock in and out of her pussy, spreading her open and getting himself covere... with her slickness. She raised her legs slightly, so Dillon slid a little further into her, while kissing her gently. She responded to his thrust by biting him softly on his lower lip and purring. He pulled back a bit. Her hips followed him, rising off the bed slightly. He reached a hand under her ass then, and held her up off the bed as he slid a. ........ and I could see by the way she kept looking at me she knew I was checking her out and watching her every move. Every now and then she would catch my eyes and hold the stare for what seemed like an age and every couple of times she would follow my gaze and smile discreetly.........I couldn"t believe the signals she was giving me by doing this but appreciated them all the same.Anyway, the next day I was home alone when I got a text off Catherine asking if I was ok and if I had recovered. I grew up in a family of mostly women that believes in strict domestic discipline for children which includes spankings. My younger sister and I lived alone with our Mother and were spanked often growing up when we misbehaved.It was always bare bottom and over the knee with either a hand, slipper, hairbrush or a combination of the three, depending on our offense. Afterwards we were always made to stand in the corner with our bright red and very sore bottoms on display almost as a warning to the. Opening wardrobes and checking the bathroom. Then I noticed it was a twin room. There was a door connecting this room to next door. I opened my side of the door and pushed the second door. Locked. I could hear movement and thought it was lucky I didn't manage to open it. I saw a crack around the frame and peeked through at my neighbour. My heart stopped. My dick grew. It was her. She was emptying her case and putting her clothes away. I watched her and stroked my throbbing cock. She placed some.