On Thanksgiving morning and then the turkey cook (me) went back to bed for two more hours after starting the bird in the oven.Our guests started to ar...ive around noon, and we had some heavy hors d’oeuvres to tide us over until around four p.m. when the bird would supposedly be done. I’d been basting the beast every half hour. Many other side dishes started cooking about noon as well.I got to thinking about Thanksgiving, and all day long I kept counting my blessings, starting with Ash, Chris,. ”Tina kept her head up and so could not even see Miss Cindy’s legs or know when she was ready. However, she did know when the leather belt landed on her waiting, unprotected, bare bottom cheeks and she gasped as the pain cascaded around her bottom.Cindy loved it when Tina’s bottom cheeks swirled around whenever she hit her. She wanted to kiss those bottom cheeks but knew she had a job to do on them first, and they would be just as sexy to kiss when burning hot. So, without any delay, she landed. But she was far from stuffy. My Mistress Brenda was no party pooper. She was in there, laughing and joking with the other two, and evidently having an excellent time.Oh, the conversation occasionally swerved off into the kind of girl-talk that might make a male (canine or human) get bored. Whenever that happened, I'd wander around the house -- almost out of earshot -- until their tone and their laughter suggested that they'd returned to Topic A -- some variation of their earlier discussion of. "I slid back and forth inside of Celeste with slow even strokes. I did not want to frighten her. When I felt her hips moving to meet my thrusts, I slammed into her and gave her the full length of my throbbing cock. She let out a shriek. It was a mixture of pain and startled amazement but she calmed almost instantly. Her tiny body was completely filled. I increased the rhythm of my powerful thrust and she began to respond by meeting each stroke with her writhing hips humping against me wanting.