Jeanette was looking through the door. I don't think she noticed I saw her looking, but I looked away to make sure she didn't notice that I noticed he.... Why would she be spying on us? I had no idea, but I was in the middle of something, so I wasn't gonna worry about it then. I still made sure that I was acting as if I had no idea. “Oh shit John, I'm riding you like mad, jam that dick up inside me deep,” I said. “I will my sweet lady. Now don't be too loud, or Jeanette might hear you,” John. I stumble and feel onto the arm of the couch.

“Fine. You wont drink it like a big girl, I have you drink it like the bitch you are.”

“Stop, stop!” My mom screeched and he pulled down my pants and panties and spanked me hard across the ass. I cried out, but nobody could hear me over my mom, who finally moved and grabbed his arm to stop me. It was the only time my mom ever tried. He hit her hard and she fell to the ground with a thud and didn’t make another sound. I cried and he pressed me. My nipples were rock hard as I climbed from the truck. My heart was racing. What have I agreed to? How many people are inside? Do I know any of them? Will they like what they see? I was secretly glad I was freshly shaved down there. My husband held the door open for me and I walked in to the dark room. After my eyes adjusted to the dim light I saw several men that were regulars at our house, and a few faces I did not know. I was embarrassed but very excited about being naked in front of these. " Don't worry about me, sweetie," she replied. "I've been through a lot. In four months, when I'd be starting to show a pregnancy, there are a lot of clucking tongues who will have to re-evaluate their suppositions. And by then I'll have been walking the halls sporting my wedding band for three months. And I'm sure there'll be some other earth-shattering event for them to talk about. You're not getting shed of me because a bunch of people need conversation in their lives." Good!" I exclaimed..