She wasted no time in stripping, matt grabbed her and pulled her down across his lap. Rob handed him a ping pong paddle, five vicious slaps to each ch...ek. She was crying softly; her cheeks were bright red as the paddle hit much harder then the hair brush. “When we come over from now on you will always show us to where we are going, do you understand”? Through crying she managed to get out yes. “You know we haven’t drained our ball sacks since Monday that is your new job, got it”? “Yes, I know. While the three of us sipped tequila and chatted about our younger days, Paige shared that she worked her way through college as a masseuse, and learned the tricks of the trade from an elegant gypsy woman. Hearing that, I jokingly said with a big smile, “So tell me Paige, back in the day did your massages produce a lot of happy endings?” “Ha-ha Mr. Cutie,” Paige said with a playful look on her face, continuing, “It wasn’t that type of massage parlor, it was a day spa for rich women, and almost. As he pounded his hardened cock into her steaming pussy.Nora's lower lip dropped almost imperceptibly as if she knew what be was thinking. Then she turned to Sue. "You must be weary after your long journey. Come, I'll take you to your room so you can freshen up." When Dick started to grab the bags, she shook her head. "No... leave them," she ordered. "I'll have one of the boys bring them up to you."Dick watched the two women walking in front of him; it was not a good comparison. Nora obviously. I think Bill’s fucking her again. Wouldn’t you just love to watch…” Not waiting for me to reply, she took my hand, and led me towards the stairs, but turned instead down the hall to Claire’s and my bedroom. Approaching the door, I saw a pale cone of light spilling through the door. One of our bedside lamps was on, and I peered through the door at the bed.Claire was on top of Bill, straddling his hard-on, humping it deliberately. They were naked now, no sign of the remnants of clothing she wore.