.....You know I can't say it, don't you.' Robin pleaded.James smacked his palm right across the wonderful ass that jutted out at them.'Come on slut, j...st tell us what we want to hear,' and he smacked the lush cheeks one more time.'Ouch.....ouch...., God, James, you jumped up little bastard.....just....just....you know, don't you, just.... I want you to..........I want.....just do whatever you want!'The guys waited and James landed his palm once more. 'Ouch,......oh God,.....just f.......Oh. ’ ‘You’re pretty good yourself.’ She looked thoughtful again, then determined ‘I’m going to show you some other stuff I bought, and I want your honest opinion about whether it’s alright or not. And if it isn’t I want you to explain why.’ ‘OK.’ She went back into the bedroom and I sipped my brandy. Then she came back in shyly, and stood in front of me. My heartbeat accelerated. She was wearing a short cream silk camisole that reached to her hips, and a pair of wide legged French knickers. Her. To say the least, our first orgasms were memorable.Betty finally went completely still. I remained buried deep inside her, hard as titanium. I knew I might have knocked her up. I didn’t care. I gazed into her eyes and said, “If that made you pregnant then so be it. If we started a family earlier than planned; then more the better. All I care about is that you are truly mine.”Her face lit up with joy and she threw her arms around me. She said, “I am yours for the rest of our lives and I will. And he is good with that, well, he was after we talked. And, like I said, he’ll be a groomsman, and sit with the wedding party, and all of that.“And I will dance with him, but only after you do the father daughter dance with me.“Wait! I didn’t think, and he and I didn’t actually talk about it. I don’t know if he can dance. I mean he was in prison for more than twenty years...” she started.“He used to be able to. You might have to lead, and make it a slow dance. But you’ll get through it,” said.