She felt the pressure building: warmth in her nipples, electricity surging from her breasts to her clitoris, to her asshole, and then making her flex ...er toes. “Arthur Baby, ” she groaned, propelling a small jet of cum from her pussy.“Oh Mary,” he said with a catch in his throat, “I never knew, I just never KNEW.”She realized that his cock, brushed the side of her neck. It was rock hard, harder than she remembered him being capable of.“What else can I do to please you, Mary,” he asked. “Shall I. I'm glad you're not going crazy with my first flash!" They both laughed, and Karen said, "Hey - we're all adults here. If you're experimenting, that's cool. Nice look, by the way!" I thanked her. Neither of them attempted to leave, and so I stayed and talked. It was small talk, but pleasant nonetheless.After a few minutes, Buffie said, "This is weird. Either you need to park your dick in your pants, or I need to flash, too!" Karen turned to Buffie and said, "What a slut!" They both laughed, as. The shifting of his leg as he rode, drove white-hot pain into him, as the movements widened the hole. Reaching under, he pulled his leg up, removing the tip from the horse and urged it to run for all it could. They made the safety of distance and continued riding at full gallop, putting more distance between them and the castle. The relatively flat land along the shore, provided them with the ability to keep their horses at full speed, making for the narrows at the River Lochy. They splashed. “I don’t want a beating,” Paris whined.“Not a beating, Paris, a spanking. It’s not a beating. It’s a spanking. I won’t use a belt which most persons would equate with a beating. In fact, I was thinking that since this will be your first spanking we would use this,” Rory said softly, but firmly.She reached into the nifty inside pocket of her computer bag and pulled out a souvenir paddle she had purchased at the gift shop located in the tourist area of the castle. Rory saw visibly a tremor in.