He couldn’t see her face but he could see her boobs and her fanny. The blonde downy hairs in a neat little triangle pointed to the dark pink slit. H... thought he was going to cum without even touching himself.Copying her, he took the picture from chest to thighs. He focused the camera on his big hard cock. Once he’d taken and sent it, he went back to looking at her picture.“Don’t show anyone, promise?”He laughed. She should have asked that before she sent the pic he thought.“I promise”He looked. My emotions were all over the place. We were separated. I didn't really have any obligation to care for her. But then, I did. I had lived with this woman. She was my wife. At one time I had loved her. Maybe in reality, I still did. No matter how I felt, I would have to be there for her. I would need to see this through. Deep inside, I knew it was the right thing to do.I sat by her bed for a very long time. Nurses and doctors came and went. She just laid there, the only sounds I heard were those. I wanted her to see me get down on my hands and knees and present my butt for a spanking. “Maybe that Mexican guy will give us all three a little correction and attitude adjustment after Master Luke finishes keeping us in line,” I said.I got down on my hands and knees, just like my mother. I still had my panties and the volunteer shirt on. I looked over at my mother. She winced as the leather strap cracked into her ass. I couldn’t tell if it was the pain or the idea that I was joining her that. "I told him I wasn't going to flaunt it at school -- that wouldn't do either one of us any good." No it wouldn't," said Brenda, well aware that even though she and Allen were discrete, other girls still gave her shit some times. "Sex is complicated." That's true," replied Tina. "But fun."She ran her fingers through Brenda's sopping gash, smiling at the other girl's sharp intake of breath."Want some more complications?"Now they were sitting at the lunch table with Tina in between Brenda and.