I started playing but very quickly started to lose my clothes aswell. Soon I was down to my little white briefs, and lost the very nexthand. Peter and...I were helped onto the table and the randy seamen's handstouched us everywhere. Then hands grasped our pants and started to pullthem down over our hips down our legs and off. I noticed that my brotherhad got an erection but I was terrified. We were then pulled off the table and both of us were bent over it. Theseamen were stripping off as well. I signed up to a gay spanking fetish website, and after some time, I finally met an older gentleman, David, that was interested in helping me with my fantasy. In my website profile, I included that I have been secretly wearing my wife's lingerie for the past several years. We chatted back and forth for a few weeks. Then I finally got the courage to agree on a spanking meeting. He set up a scenario to ensure I would feel ashamed, embarrassed, guilty and exposed. Part of the meeting details were. Even up to fifteen minutes or more after finishing a shower his eyes would still be blood shot and sore if, per mis-adventure, he got soap or shampoo in them.“Oh, bloody hell!” Jared bleated to himself as right now his eyes were squinting up and beginning to sting from just a little bit of shampoo that had dribbled down from his hair and over his face. This expletive was being repeated several times as Jared fumbled around in the shower trying to blindly find a flannel or a towel or just any. John was so taken by this inhuman apparition that he almost couldn't answer any of couple's questions. Probably disappointed by his aloofness they cut the visit short and went to the next house on their courtesy tour.From than on John had another hobby: spying on Penelope and worshipping her from a distance. Pe-ne-lo-pe... He rolled the syllables of her name on his tongue like sweet candy. He spied on her behind the blinds of his living room in the morning when she was giving her husband a.