"Oh, Bob, don't. Stop it. You're driving me crazy. I can't stand being tickled." You know what you have to do." Alright," she gasped between shrieks, ...alright. Spank me, spank me. PLEASE spank me. Spank me really hard."I gave her a few minutes to catch her breath, then retrieved the switch I had cut for Sharon."Oh, god, you are going to spank me really hard, aren't you." I told you you were a meddlesome wench. You're lucky you don't have to spend the week in a scold's bridle, but for now I'm. All my friends were on vacations. Camryn never stopped by after the first visit, and I had never seen Corey. My mom said they both blamed themselves. Corey threw away all the clothes she had worn on that day I hurt my arm, even her shoes. She wanted nothing to do with them.My mom reluctantly told me that dad had tried cheering them up, but with his lack of experience from no daughters, he only made things worse. She and their parents were slowly making progress though, she said.Finally,. The effort of his next thrust surprised her. She cried out as he rammed his cock in. At the same time, as his finger began its thrust, he placed a second finger inside her. She had never felt so full. His thrusts were manic, his fingers relentless. Her head and arms rested on the bed, as she reached back under her belly and began to rub her clit. He could feel the walls of her pussy contracting on his cock as a deep wail tore from her. She drove herself back against him, her body craving. I decided not to go because Rebecca wasn’t going and I wanted to try and get an opportunity to see her in a bikini. Apparently that night was going to be my lucky night because I managed to wait until the end to get into the hot tub with Rebecca and some other people. If anyone was expecting a skimpy little bikini they would be very disappointed. She was wearing a black bikini that fit her like a second skin and in my opinion she couldn’t have looked better. Unfortunately I didn’t get to sit.