In one way, she liked the closeness they were sharing but thought their behavior was a bit dark. They continued to eat breakfast. After a bit, Susan...got up and cleared the table."Mother, we should get dressed and go to the mall. Wear something exciting." Exciting?" Something short and easily accessible." Okay. David, you are naughty." I am your lover and your master." Right."David and his mother went to their bedrooms to change. Susan pulled out a wrap-around dress and sandals. She did. "Do you really believe I would make it in the music business?" "But of course!" I said. "Do you want to be the first to get a back stage pass?" Before I could ask what she meant by that she pulled me in the closet, shut the door, and began kissing me passionately. I had been kissed by many women before, but wow there was something special about this. It didn't take long before she began to unbutton my shirt. I couldn't believe what was beginning to take place. It was like a dream come true. As. And happen it did! Marc had his dick within my wife in more positions in one night than I had in a year. I have to admit I was feeling a little left out, so I undressed myself and stroked myself waiting for the opportunity of an orifice to bury my meager eight-inch long (yet thick) dick into. After about forty minutes, Marc finally got his rocks off inside Cheryl and as soon as he pulled out, I was there to shove my dick in. And I did. I immediately felt that something was wrong, this wasn't. As stroke followed stroke, he attempted to avoid crying out with the pain which was being administered; but after the fourth stroke he could no longer contain himself and howled like a young school kid as each excruciatingly painful swat landed on his naked butt; the pain just built up and up to what seemed to be an unbearable level; but which, unbearable or not, he had to bear. By the time the tenth stroke had been delivered and Steve told him he could get up, Kyle stood in front of his.