Supper at the house would certainly also help explain what was going on with Lilly and her crew. The longer I tried to make sense of my situation the ...ore I tried to convince myself to ease my mind. Yet my erection was now a permanent feature, a worrisome sign of my supposed willingness to be messed with, trying not to worry about the mess I was leaving as a constant goo dribble, fretting what my mother would think of that. I didn’t know my own penis anymore.I’d not paid a lot of attention to. This was cool, though, she told herself, having such a perfect view of Jane’s large drooping soon to be swaying breasts. Catherine caught Gemma’s eye, nodded, and they both pulled their arms back, each focusing now on the unprotected fleshy already very red bare bottom staring up at them, and brought the cane down with a loud thwack. Catherine was used to seeing the cane carve a long thin line as the bottom cheeks surrendered to the cane and then watched them bounce back out and swirl around,. It didn't surprise me because when we are alone she often will jack me off or suck me off while I am driving. One time she blew me under a blanket in the back seat of a car filled with her family members. My wife had scooted forward in her seat which I presumed was to block my buddy's view of her playing with my dick. Expertly with just her left hand she had managed to unzip my shorts and grab ahold of my cock and proceeded to slowly stroke my cock. She knows that doing it real slow and. I was actually a little surprised at how efficient she was with the task and could not stop myself from asking. “You’ve done this before, haven’t you?” I queried while zipping up my slacks.“Oh yea,” she responded as she just stood there with her back to me, “every time me and my husband go to the movie.”“Straighten out your skirt and have a seat,” I commanded as I unlocked my office door and went to have a seat. Rebecca sat down and started to spread her legs when there was a knock at my.