" Spankie pants? Spankie pants! Justin these are cheerleading panties.You're wearing cheer panties and making me think you're in Speedos. Youlet me...go on making a fool of myself, while you knew full well you werewearing 'Spankie pants'. Well, I'll give you 'spankie pants' alright.Here's 'spankie pants'.And with that, Mrs. Ledger proceeds to spank my orange spankie pants.After a few minutes of my neighbor smacking my butt, I fall forward intothe dank space underneath her house. Now I'm. "What kind of grandmother would I be if I left you all hot and bothered with only your hand for company?" Janet said as she cupped his balls and gave them a playful squeeze.A voice screamed inside Jack to stop this, but if felt so good. His once soft cock was now again rock hard, forming a small tent beneath the sheets."Looks like it's come back to life," Janet said laughingly. "Do you mind if I take a better look at it?"Not even realizing he was doing it, Jack nodded yes.Pulling the sheet down. She looked up at me and I leaned close to her.“Do we kiss now, Derek?” she asked.“Do you like kissing, Emiri?” I asked.“I have never kissed a man. My husband never kissed me and I wouldn’t kiss my brother. I really think I would like to kiss you, for my first American man to kiss.”I leaned closer as she leaned toward me. Our lips met and Emiri made a whimpering sound through her nose. I put my hand on her shoulder and pulled her to me just slightly. She whimpered again, then pressed her lips. "Tuesday is usually slow, which is why I like to work it, but it gets busier towards the end of the week. You should come on a Friday night sometimes and you'll see what I mean." I'm not complaining. I used to live downtown and the bars there were so damn noisy. It's nice to find a place where I can sit quietly and enjoy a beer or two. Besides, if it's quiet, then I get the pretty barmaid all to myself, " he said with a wink and a smile that made my heart beat faster.I excused myself for a.