" Oh please spank me. Spank my ass. Oh please — harder," Danica gasped as the flail rose and fell in carefully measured strokes.The next strike was ...ndeed harder. "You little tramp — trying to get in my husband's pants. I should flail you alive," Francine sneered as she brought the flail down several more times.She grabbed Danica's knee and flipped her over. Danica rolled over hard, landing flat on her back and bouncing on the bed. She could hear loud screams of pleasure coming from the next. Dying on demand - at any random time and place - didn't seem like an easy task but at least it had some possibilities, whereas trying to create déjà vu on demand did not.Even if we could do it, did we want to hurt our family? To make this work, one body was going to have to die. That family would be hurt. There was no easy answer to that.We had plenty of time to think about these issues as judging by our experiences so far in our two lives, déjà vu's never happened in rapid succession. They. It was then I realised that I'd attracted quite a bit of attention, guys and couples all around the room watching us, I loved that. I gave another guy a wink and patted my ass, no second invite required there, he lubed up his cock before easing it into my tight ass, they both filled me up so good, my pussy was on fire, another was playing with my tits, I've never had so many guys on me, I was cumming like a train, the first guy was a stallion, I was bouncing on that cock and he just kept on. I was in the stall and when I walked to the sink to wash my hands, they asked how much the girls charge for a bj. They looked at me and I said don't know maybe thirty dollars or so, they said thats fair, I left the menroom and got back to the booth where my wife was waiting, I sat down and she got up and said she was going to the bathroon too, it took her about ten minutes or longer, when she came back she started to tell me that in the ladies room there were two girls and they asked me if I.