She slapped them a couple of more times. Al this did was make her more wet and flooded Ann's face with cum. Aparently she liked that because then she ...eached up and grabbed a tit in each hand and started squeezing and twisting abusing those beautiful titties. Then squeezing and pinching on her nipples. Gwen was in heaven. With each pinxh or slap or twist she would shake and get ever wetter. Joyce meanwhile was getting her own cum facial from her sister. In adition to what Joyce was doing to her. Life is good! Forty-two years old and I can still get turned on just by touching myself.I looked over at Cindy to see if she was awake yet. She was lying on her side, with her back to me, so I couldn't really tell for sure. I moved in behind her, rubbing my hardon against her butt, seeing how she would respond. She reached back and adjusted my cock so it was nestled between her ass cheeks, so obviously she was awake.We snuggled for a while, spoon fashion, with my hard cock resting in her crack. Afterwards, she wore the panties for several more days. After that weekend, Dee made sure that there was one of her soiled panties lying on the hamper. Being young and dumb, I would find it and masturbate, always filling the crotch with a load of cum then putting it back and never thinking about cleaning up the mess I made in the panties. Sometimes I would "borrow" one of her soiled panties if there were more than one on the hamper, to enjoy during the week. However, I made sure it was returned. That it may confirm your acceptance." Jane commanded.Susan showed no shakiness as she reached up for the rod. She was calm and pure of heart. Her resolve like that of granite. She tenderly removed the rod and it shone like blue fire, illuminating her face and breasts. She held the rod before her by the glass at the base. Jane lay her hands over Susan's, touching the rod."The Rod of Sappho confirms your acceptance unto the twelfth order -that of Aphrodite- of the Sisterhood of the power of.