In between frying to fill me up with drink he was dancing with my wifeI put on that I was drunk and as the party wound down my wife asked our host to ...elp her get me out to the car but his son volunteered and once I was in the car he offered to drive us home as my wife had drunk a bit more than usual and shouldn't drive. When we got home they helped me into the house and lay me on a settee. My wife asked is David wanted coffee and he said yes. As she was at the sink filling up the kettle David. I suppose..." Kev, would you believe I had almost this same conversation with Gail on New Year's Eve?" Beth asked.I could see him wince at the memory of Gail's reaction to his time on stage that memorable night."You did? I couldn't believe the way she acted that night. I mean I didn't do ANYTHING and she made it seem like I'd ripped your clothes off right on stage!" Turnabout may be fair play, but it's also a bitch, eh, little brother?"Just then the "lady" in question rolled over and gave out. I have never experienced something so intimate, and in that moment I realize we're not just fucking anymore. "I love you, Damien Parker," I whisper and he groans, his eyes closing as he pulls back, only to push back into me. I wrap my arms around his neck and pull him tight to me, wanting no space between us. As our bodies push and pull against each other, I can feel the moment when we become one. Our bodies creating a perfect rhythm, syncing together and pushing the other closer and closer. Swish CRACK!Right on the bottom crease of my buttocks. Hardest one yet. I felt slightly sick from the pain. I knelt up and my hands flew to my cheeks."FUCK!"I could hear the cane tapping her leather boot, not impatiently."Please don't stop now." She said.I turned. She had her hand on her clit and her face was flushed. She looked as if she was just about to cum. The room was suddenly filled with sex and the pain started to turn into something else."Three." I croaked and prepared myself.Swish.