He hadn’t heard his wife enter. “Good morning, I didn’t hear you up and about.”“I have a favour to ask.”“Sure, ask away.”“Well it’... a bit more than ask really.”“Go-on.” He replied cautiously.“I need your advice/opinion.”“Hmm?”“I’m considering relocating the club and I want your opinion on a potential location.”“Sure, where did you have in mind?”“Threadlands retail park.”Clive was rather surprised. “The near empty retail park?”“Yeah.”“Isn’t that going to be rather expensive?”“Not really, it’s. ”“Because at least there I had my best friend and we could do stuff. Here I don’t have any friends and everything is so far away and I’m stuck with my sister around all the time.”I had no idea what to say to her about that. I’d never had the kinds of problems she was having, and I didn’t know anyone who did. Even as bad as I thought my sister was behaving, she was nothing compared to what I understood Abby was like. I was torn, really. On one hand, I didn’t want to be around Liz if she wasn’t. The more Fran yelped but stayed across her lap the harder she spanked to see if she could push Fran to beg her to stop. It didn’t happen and Fran kept lifting her bottom to encourage Kate to spank harder. This time both Jessica and Kate lost count of the spanks. The two 20 year olds were kicking and squirming as the spanks with the hairbrush continued to rain down on their stinging bouncing bottoms. Their heads jerked upwards and their ample breasts shook from side to side squashing against. And Jan too. Gawd she was good the other night." Dot's lust began to build in her at the mention of Jan, her next door neighbor lover... and her daughter Brooke. She held Marsha's head and begged for her to use her tongue. "Yeah, baby! That's good, t-that's good. You're so beautiful, honey. And you look m-more beautiful down there. That's it, that's it, yeah!"It had been too long since Marsha had enjoyed the taste of another woman's pussy. Sometimes, during masturbation, she would lick her.