Bee moaned the tiniest mousey moan and squeak mixed together then a half of an 'mmm' and everyone began to fall asleep again. Suddenly, Bear's cock di... the rising thing again. He just didn't move and stayed pretending to be asleep. His cock grew and grew and grew, until he felt his skin bulging to hold the meat all in it. Bee somehow put her pinky fingernail on Bear and pressed it down then stopped. This was another message, 'Yes Bear, I'm here and I'm feeling this. You are a naughty boy.' he. Jill collects her jacket(short, bright red, which looks unexpectedly good with the brown dress);my mother pulls on a tan leather trenchcoat which matches her boots.Jean is wearing a short, black leather jacket. Conscious and ratherresentful of the fact that my own look is clumsy and dowdy by comparison,I rather reluctantly struggle into a grey hooded top. In the restaurant, I find my eyes drawn to Jill and her brown dress, andremember my mother's request - anticipated but still somehow. " You too, Myra."Myra chuckled. "Not especially." You're kidding, right? You're lovely and cute and beautiful. Not many women have all three. I'm no threat. I have my love. The big lug sitting next to you." I'm sorry." Why?" Never mind." About fucking Phil?" You know and don't hate me?"Marisol sighed. "It's ... complicated, my relationship. Let's just say I don't get jealous. I want my big bear happy, and unfortunately I can't provide that much." Complicated." Yeah," Marisol nodded sadly. Phil. That meant she had two hairbrushes no doubt because she was concerned one hairbrush would break when she was using it. On their bare bottoms. The last time a hairbrush broke Zoe was spanking Marty harder than he had ever been spanked before. All of a sudden Zoe swore under her breath and the spanking stopped. Not for long though. She ordered her father to face the wall with his hands on his head, his already red and burning bottom bright red, as she went upstairs to get another hairbrush, only.