She quickly ran to block my path."But Mike's still with us, so you haven't helped at all." Mike's a nice lad. He's still there because you've still go... a problem. He's staying for you, not Hilary - she's cured. Or would you rather send him away and wait for the red-hot knives? They're not pleasant, as I assume you know." And how would you know what they're like," she sneered."I don't. Not really. But I saw my wife in the middle of an attack, and I never want to see one again. That's why I'm. I said sorry to her again and offered her a coffee. She was trying to cool down.Then she said, you are a nice person, I like you as a friend. But doing this will be going beyond our boundaries. I said I am also married, still, I want to help you. We both can enjoy secretly. She said I am not comfortable. I said allow me for now, if you don’t like, then I will keep away from you. She kept quiet.After coffee, she changed her dress (saree) and put on the nice pinkish gown. Then she also gave me. Bubbling up! Over the last few years, I’ve noticed that while spanking an adorable submissive’s girlie bottom, I sometimes start humping them! Yes, you heard me correctly. Hump, as in what every dog wants to do.It’s easy to explain why I do the humping thing... Though female in body parts and mind, I've got loads of Testosterone.Deciding to take a closer look at the “humping” situation, I thought further. How do my lovely Subs react to my "hump?"Well, because I always request a "bottom wiggle". ”“What? What is it?” Mom asked as she stepped out of the tent and stood next to Paige. Then she saw us.“Oh shit, How much did you hear?”“Pretty much everything from the end of the second to-last round onwards.” Answered Fern.“Did you see any of it?”“Only the end of the second to last and the start of the last round.” I replied.“Oh, Fuck. Peter! They know.”“Son of a bitch!” Dad called from inside the tent. “Right, I’ll get the baseball bat, you two get the shovels.” Mom saw the look on our faces.