Ken always seemed to offer his young lover a flavour just a tiny bit better than the one she had anticipated. Just when Barbie was about to cry out in...exasperation Ken shifted all to a cadence of harmony and perfection. Thrust, thrust again, tongue stroke, thrust, nipple twist, gentle bite on the inner thigh, thrust, repeat twice, increase the level of vibrations; the symphony of perfect sexual arousal began to be played. Barbie cried out hoping this would be her release. Ken’s tongue was. “Hi Lisa, where are you dear?” Lisa replied, “I’m at Grandma’s. Hey Mum, did the old bat really cane you?” That was embarrassing, thought Kelly, as she blushed. “Yes dear, she did.” “Wow Mum, 9 strokes I heard.” Kelly lied. “Yes dear, I’m afraid so.” “Cool Mum. So what now?” “Is your Grandma there as I need to ask her something?” Lisa continued, “Mum, I got told you get a letter and you have to get spanked again today. Is that it Mum? Is that why you need to ask Grandma?” Kelly sighed. “Yes. She just stood between her bed and her dresser. I could see her and her reflection in the dresser mirror. As she moved, I could see both sides of her, or front and back at the same time. She was wearing some new undergarment, just one, not two pieces like before.My mother had on a one piece, white satin with lace, bra and girdle combination. The lace started in a heart shape midway down her full breasts, displaying her cleavage. The satin clung to her body and continued down to her crotch,. “I’m somewhat leary of massages in general, but I’m sure you can make me into a believer.” Kandy stood about 5’3” with long, straight black hair. By the look of her face she seemed to be around 45 years old. She was fair-skinned with a very sensual red lipstick. Her body was not of the caliber I usually find on the Internet, but I realized that sometimes it’s not just how a woman looks but also how she uses what she has. She was not thin by any means but carried herself well. Her legs were.