She only knew she didn't want him to stop. Today he had said nothing about how Brenda should dress. Sometimes, he instructed her to wear specific cl...thes and lingerie, but not today. Brenda was dressed like a suburban soccer mom: white short sleeve button down blouse and a light blue skirt. The skirt was snug but not too tight, above the knee but not too short. Three inch heeled wedge sandals finished off her outfit for this warm spring day. The sandals had slim ankle straps and could either. ”“Good boy.” She continued spanking me. Not hard, but solid swats all over my ass. “You like that, don’t you? You’re getting hard again.” I looked down, realized she was right as she smacked me again, harder, and I felt my face and ears turning red.Myra’s other hand wrapped around my cock, began to pump in long, slow strokes, pulling my skin up and down my shaft. Her hand felt so soft, so wonderful. I looked down, just loving watching her hand stroke me. “Do you want a dozen more, baby?”I. After a few minutes, Sunita stopped sucking me and stood up. “I think you are ready to fuck now aren’t you?”I was more than ready!Sunita checked the doors, turned off the lights and then took my hand and lead me upstairs. At the top of the stairs, she halted momentarily by the door of the room that I had slept in the week before. “Goodnight Sanjay.” She said.There was no response from inside, but the fact wasn’t lost on me that she was saying ‘goodnight’ to her husband in the spare bedroom. He layed me down as I took off his shirt.I broke the kiss as I leaned down to suck on his nipple.I saw him suck in his lower lip.Piercing and all.His eyes slowly closed.I felt his hips jerk forward.Poor boy forgot about his pants.Haha.I started to un-buckle his belt when he stopped me.As much as Id love to fuck you, I cant.My head still hurts….But, I wouldnt mind you going down on me. He said. Sure, baby.Just lean back, relax, and enjoy. I said flipping us and pushing him down. I continued to.