I began cheesing a little bit and vibrating myself. "Oh, are you liking this? I see you left a wet spot." "Really, don't you mean I'm giving the sheet... and the mattress a sexy aroma?" "Yes," he replied, before he pulled me onto his lap with my face to his. "That's exactly what I meant," he informed me, prior to lifting me up a bit. I instantly reached down to his rod and guided it right into my twat. "I can still be your cowgirl one last time," I spoke up, wrapping my arms around him. "I. I am exhilarated but I can tell you are being gentle with the spanks so that I don’t lose my balance in this position. The skirt however adds extra padding due to its kilted pleats and so the spankings don’t make much sound or have much sting. I feel you lifting my skirt and exposing my bottom. The feeling of you moving the skirt up is just like I fantasized and I feel myself getting even more excited. You land another dozen or so spanks on my exposed bottom, again not that hard but enough. On arriving we were ushered in to the lounge a few planetrees, Mark offered a drink we sat down it seemed a little strange but I could not smell cooking at all. My wife said to June can I give you some help in the kitchen, it was then she asked Janet to come in to the kitchen so off they went, Mark and I chatted he said that the cooking appliances had gone wrong so the only means of cooking was this new-fangled micro wave oven that they had just bought, so it was a micro wave meal we were. We met out in the treehouse every day after school. One day my younger brother saw us heading there and sneaked up the ladder after a bit. He watched wide-eyed as we fucked and when it was done climbed into the tree house and asked Patty if he could do that too. She was still aroused and said, “Why not?” From then on he joined us when he was home. Patty was loving all this attention and asked if my best friend Barry who also lived in the neighborhood would join in. Your damn right he wanted.