I noticed a bookstore and decided to head in and see if there were any decent magazines to browse to kill some time. As I looked round the shop I noti...ed a sign right at the back, R18. I wanted to go in there even though it felt wrong to do so, it’s not like I could buy anything. I looked round the shop and could see the owner behind the counter, head down and busy. I quietly made my way to the curtain covered door, a quick check and he still looked busy. I ducked down under the curtain and. Long flight. . . . Bob? Kids?" No. . . . They wanted to, but they really couldn't get away, just yet.Bob's looking into flights for the weekend."He nodded, understanding."The truth is, we have some things to talk about, and I needed privacythat I wouldn't have gotten with Bob along."Her father squeezed her hand encouraging her. "Okay." Remember when you and Mom sat me down, and you first told me about yourother self. I was maybe eight or nine, not quite into puberty yet, butalmost."A slight. Ohh! Eeee…’ With one last smash, he spanked her pussy with such force it threw her further across the desk, Claire let out the most beautiful cry. A fantastic blend of pain and pleasure. Mr S stood over her, admiring how intense her spasms were as she gasped for breath. With one final tug, his cock let out a thick spurt of come all over her panties. He stood still for a minute, lost in the moment. Claire let out a soft sigh. Quietly he slipped his tired cock back into his boxers. With one. After a while he leaned forward, reached for a bottle of water and started to drink. I stopped reading and looked at him. His head was tilted backward and I could see his throat moving up and down as he slowly gulped the water. His profile was lovely and his black hair was shining in the sun. I lowered my eyes to his smooth, tanned chest then to his stomach where a bit of leftover baby fat added to the general softness and sweetness of his body. Lowering my eyes a bit further I admired his limp.