Anyway one night, a Saturday night, Franky and I went out to their "club house" it was a large old looking house in the middle of no where. The house ...ooked Victorian, but that doesn't really matter. There was a large sign in front of the building, a wooden sign that read: "Violet Fires" it was painted on in pink, red, and purple. There were a few lights around it, lights with purple and red colored gels on them. There was only one car outside the building, it looked like that pink car Elvis. Second time, second holeSpanking isn't a sport. It's not for competition nor punishment, but for pleasure.It's aim is arousal in both hot holes at the height of hot, deep reddened bottoms.To celebrate the second lustrum of soothing her hot butt, I slide into her butthole.Jennifer's sphinxter is eagerly expecting me and invites me in as her first guest.I fall even more in love with her, for her hot talents and dedication to our love. I play unisono at her love button, a lil' prick on its own by. I prefer to have plenty of good food instead of wasting the day bossing people around," I said, and then showed him what I meant by stuffing myself.The talking for the night wasn't over though, and I noticed right away that Weeta had been assigned to sit right beside me. I knew she'd been assigned because she was much to shy to have done it on her own. She didn't say anything though until I'd finished eating."Would you like for me to bring you more?" she asked."No, thank you. I have had plenty.. .. um ... I'm all right, I guess." What do you mean you guess? It looks to me like ... today is the start of a new and improved life for you. And for your daughters, too." Yes, and I've so been looking forward to this appointment..." I hear a 'but' coming in here. Tell me what's bothering you." Well, I ... Did you ... Did you see President Stanford's speech yesterday?" Well, yeah, I, um ... Hey, wait a minute. You were there, weren't you?"Melody looked down and didn't say a word."Yeah! You.