For now, it's 64 heavy and non-interrupted swats of the paddle, to be delivered by two new executioners again.64! Her bottom is now a bloody mess, but...no mercy still. During this set, she passes out a few times, and of course can't hold her pee when she loses consciousness. She is revived with cold water over her head every time she passes out, and the paddling resumes as soon as she regains consciousness.Still no information is coming from her. The executioners won't stop - now it's 128 lashes. He reaches the bottom of my hair and gathers it up, moving it aside so my back is exposed. He places his hands up on my neck, softly massaging and I feel his breath in my ear as he kisses one and then the other, taking a small nibble on the lobe. I quiver as he continues with his mouth on my neck and then to my shoulders, kissing and softly biting me. He will not leave a mark, he knows he is not allowed. His hands are exploring me as he attends with his lips, teeth and tongue. He makes his way. “I mean – we are newlyweds, after all.”Jasmine, noticing the girls’ faces, took pity on them. “We all know that we’re going to make love tonight...”“We do?” Morales muttered under his breath.“ ... but we don’t have to be crude about it,” she went on. “Suppose we put up the sheet, and Morales and I bathe together as usual. When we’re finished, the two of you can bathe – separately or together – however you wish. Okay?”“That should work,” Christine agreed as she and Ashley passed a look. They had. ”I need to feel your foreskin glide across me more. This time, with me in control. I won’t hurt you, right?" she asked hesitantly. I shook my head, ready for her sex to glide up and down my intact cock. “Danny?” Michaela asked, “Are you watching?” He nodded in approval, still smiling, and eager to watch his hot wife slide up and down my cock, warming herself up for her finale. She pushed my cock down, towards me, again with her left hand and her wedding ring still looming in my direction..