. ohh ... yesss ... S-Sir ...” I gasped. “I ... I’m t-trying, Sir ... it’s ... it’s ... that ... I’m not very well, Sir ...” “You look...fine to me, girl, “ he said, giving my bare bottom a stinging slap. Oh the shame and pain of it all! I would never, never get used to it! “P-Please ... Sir ... please ... it .... it’s t-true ...” I began, tears filling my eyes so that I saw him through a haze.“Come along, little one,” he said remorselessly, “Let’s see if I can encourage you to make an extra. Off with it, girl,” demanded the woman.When Wendy hesitated, she was given a sharp twist to her nipple. Slowly she put down the wine bottle and started to lift her top. Her fear was tempered by the relief she felt when the woman was forced to let go of her nipple. Slowly her breasts came into view and she began to lift the top over her head. Temporarily blinded and tangled up she could do nothing to stop the woman taking a firm grip on her other nipple. She gave a little yelp as her head. Mom wanted to be mad at me about that, but the VIP room had a waitress which served us drinks and the seating was much better, so she let it go.When it was time to board, we were allowed to board first, which meant a lot less time waiting around. The seating area was a lot more plush and the seats more comfortable than we would have been, so Mom relented on being mad, and just commented on how different it was to be treated nicely.Another change was the seating, instead of being rows of three. As she ducked down to peer inside the hideout, I watched her little ass. I could feel my cock harden just seeing her tight shorts caress her tight little ass and I could clearly see the outline of her bald pussy.She kneeled on all fours on the ground and slowly moved inside my hideout. I followed behind her and sat next to her in my refuge. She looked around a little, her eyes adjusting to the darkened room. As soon as she saw it, I realized she saw the playboys. She reached across me, one.