And every time you are not fast in obeying a command, you'll learn more!"She was sobbing with the pain, and now he spoke another commend. Her ears cou...d barely pick it up over the sound of her own choking cries. It slowed her reaction."Kiss my boots!" he had commanded. And while she tried to assess what the faint order had been that filtered through her sobbing, he applied another and fiercer lashing across her shoulders. It drew a shriek from her throat, blood from her skin, and an oath from. I just wanted to hug and kiss her envelop her in my young arms. Not in a lustful way strangely, more of a tender, loving way. The lust soon returned though as I waited for the deep breathing. She was lying on her back, face thankfully turned away from me. Every so often she would make a cute little snuffle. The time had come. It was a cooler night and she had the quilt pulled right up. My hand began the slow, steady journey towards her... contact, warm body. I felt bolder tonight and quickly. “No, not yet. Why don’t you come down to the TV room with me?”I helped her up, she was eager to do something. Damn, she was wearing white flannel pajamas with a 5-button top. As I helped her up, I noticed only 4 buttons were fastened, presenting a great view of her deep cleavage. “Come on down to the RV room. A few others are still up and would love your company.”“Ooo! We have company? Who is it?” I sighed, her innocence was so cute. I held her arm as we shuffled down the hallway. She used the. I can't even believe I'm going to say this. Since we have to wait for our clothes to dry, anyway, how would you like to spend the next couple hours in bed with me? That is if you want to?"My heart was pounding like crazy. I answered by unbuttoning my shirt and started to strip down. Angie pulled off her top and slid off her slacks. I couldn't believe how fast this was happening. She stood there in just her bra and panties. What a sight she was. We went into the living room where Angie slowly.