Each time she did the same thing and with each strike of the paddle, her excitement grew. After another thirteen strikes, to add to the first ten, the...excitement she felt began to increase not only with the rubbing of her cunt but with the strike of the paddle. After that she began to push back against the paddle, lifting up her ass to expose it for the strike of the swat.The woman was a master at what she did. She took Julia to the edge but wouldn't allow her to cum. She paddled Julia as hard. Slight of build, but lips you could use as a trampoline. God, I'm so fucking horny..."Jackie was pretty much blotto too. HE was horny? She had been so busy with work that she hadn't met anyone even remotely interesting. All the men at work were married, and older than her, besides. She remembered her dildo, waiting for her back in her room, then her eyes fell on Sylvester's crotch.He had a massive bulge in his pants! His eyes were closed, and he was still describing the hottie he had almost. The rest of thatweek, she was excited, but nervous. She couldn't talk to anyone about the plan.She couldn't really believe she had finally confided her fantasy to even oneperson. Finally, Friday evening arrived. She put on clothes that seemedappropriate for an execution: simple dark blue slacks and a white blouse. Peterwas waiting near the club entrance. He asked, "Do you still want to behanged?" She had wondered that many times that week, until about Thursday,when she decided that she wasn't. Janet and I even went back to that clothing store where that woman worked. Her name was Linda and we made plans to meet her on Saturday morning at the near by park. During our talking with Linda, she asked us just what had happened in the changing room.“Janet ate my pussy until I had an orgasm,” I said to her.“Mmmmm nothing finer than tasting some pussy juices,” Linda rather cooed out as her hand rubbed between her legs.“Are you into women too?” Janet asked her.“Yes, I am as I have never been.