Pull that skirt up," she cooed, giggling softly. She was still wearing her tight jeans and I had a short denim mini skirt on. Beneath my skirt, I wore...a black thong, the one that Emma always requested that I wear on our dates. While Emma kissed my neck and made her way along my breasts, she was reaching across to the table nearby.Quickly enough, she had retrieved a long, rubber dildo. It's length and width was considerable and I was almost afraid to allow it inside me but of course, I couldn't. Aiden, meanwhile, was bending over with his hands close to his ankles and Ian was behind him, cane raised.SWISH! THWACK! The cane slashed through the air and made contact with Aiden's bare arse and both he and Sonia gasped. Twelve times that cane whistled through the air and Aiden's gasps had turned to yelps and then sobs and then cries.Ian was breathless and his cock still rock-hard as he looked at the red lines that he had put across the youth's backside, "Let that be a lesson to you," said. .. but some times it just gets downright stressful. But when we aren't bickering... we're just..."I wiggled my eyebrows at her, and she understood. I was always queasy about topics like that, topics about love and sex."Is he good in bed?" She asked, obviously calm when speaking of this subject."Um... Yeah... I guess..." I trailed off, not knowing what to say.She groaned and rolled her eyes. "Like, is he too rough, too sensitive, what?" Well, he tends to get a bit handsy. He has a really rough. His kiss struck. Her climax struck.For what seemed like an hour, the storm was all within her. Then her feet were back on the ground. She was held in his encircling arms. The sounds of the thunder was less, and seemed to be behind them.She stood and leaned on the back of the couch to see it recede. He stood behind her, wearing only his slacks. His arms hugged her, his hands held her breasts, his fingers teased her nipples. These had hardened again. Without taking her eyes from the storm, she.