It was then her passions were answered as his tongue began to probe lower until it reached her tight little arsehole, pushing her legs up to her chest...so he bared and pull apart her checks until he could lick anywhere he wanted to and everywhere she was wishing he would, Pressing his warm flat tongue on her arse he licked between her two holes in one long stroke, she shuddered as his tongue paused and delved deep into her wet pussy then back to gently press against her most secret of places.. If I couldn’t or wouldn’t take it, there was no sense in continuing. Bob looked at me and I nodded my consent. Every spanking had to be openly consented to unless it was a spousal one. It was assumed spousal spankings had consent before joining the club.Bob pointed at me and then to a spot on the floor. “Get your butt over here, Gwyn! I understand without a red bottom you’re not ready for the day according to your husband Art. You haven’t been shown you’re very ready for this evening at all, so. She wanted to change that so bad.About ten minutes after she got in the tub she heard her phone ring and the answering machine pick it up. Her brother's voice talked loudly about stopping by with the family about 6pm to visit her and telling her to be ready with some food. Geez, she thought he is bossy, 'Blue we're coming by at 6 have dinner ready for us.' Well, she thought as she glanced at the clock on the bathroom counter, she better get out and figure out what she was going to make for. It was put up or shut up time! He arrived two days later around 11am so I took lunch early and told the guys I'd be late coming back. I got to the hotel and went to his room. I was so nervous I almost chickened out, but I knocked. This older short guy in his fifties answered, he was wearing silk pajamas and has a semi-hard-on. I asked him to show me it, and he told me to do it myself, the moment of truth, all those fantasies of sucking cock coming true.I fell to my knees, pulled his pants down.