Now I want you to know I wasn’t a pervert getting off watching my sister, but at 13, any tits that were real were a turn on for me. He kept feeling ...hem and going down to lick the nipples. Joan’s head was thrown back with her eyes closed. Every time he licked, her toes curled up in her socks. Then I looked over to the other side of the room and there was Steve who was playing Sonic on the Playstation. Steve would glance over, then reach down, and fix his dick. Tom started slowly rubbing her. The ultimate embarrassment; my mother, took over on the weekends.My casts were finally taken off after 5 weeks. Jane went back to stay in her apartment. I continued my rehab and found that I enjoyed working out. When rehab ended and I could, I joined a local fitness center, and while I still jog, I use the high school track, there are no curbs to fall off of.When Jane and I started dating again, I only asked her out once every couple of weeks or so. I was still hurt about her non-exclusive. Lot’s wife would have appeared jittery by comparison. Her mind worked restlessly, trying to make sense of what was happening. Then a smiling Anita stood before her.“Harriet, my dear, please meet Captain Sir Anthony Carter! Tony, this is my dear friend Harriet Palmer.”Tony swallowed hard, obviously challenged to manage a polite reply.“Always delighted to see you, Mrs Palmer. I trust, you and your husband are well?”His words stung her terribly. She heard the scorn and disdain in his voice. Trying. Marlene was red-faced and breathless and had tears in her eyes and her arse was sore. It registered with her that the spanking had come to a stop but what happened next came as a bit of a shock, "Get up, take your skirt off," ordered Henry.She was mortified that the spanking was apparently going to continue without the protection of her skirt, but she obeyed and scrambled up and unzipped and dropped her skirt. Henry noticed a damp patch in Marlene's black knickers before he said, "Back over,".