I know I didn't. When she finally pulled away, her eyes were shining. She has this thing with her eyes. There is some kind of internal switch thing th...t she seems to be able to turn on and off. When the switch was on there was a light in her eyes that was mesmerizing, beautiful, dazzling. I thought it only happened when she smiled.She said, "Thank you, Andrew. That was the most beautiful thing that's ever happened to me."I was still apprehensive. "I wasn't too rough with you?"She smiled a. They each brought out a hairbrush. They were fitted with a good handle to grip and a large smooth wooden back. John decided that they would both do, but as a variation he decided to use each girl’s brush on the other’s arse. This time Joan “won” the right to go first and the two card draw earned her 10 strokes. Again John drew her across his knee, and in a steady rhythm delivered the ten strokes to alternate cheeks. This time she was unable to resist. They both looked to John and Zane, looking at them with thirsty eyes, a thirst that could only be quenched by the viewing of a lesbian encounter. Emily and Kayla looked at each other, they found some comfort but disgust in what was asked of them, comfort in the fact they would rather kiss each other then kiss the bastards lusting after them, but disgust in that they were not lesbians and had never even made out as a joke or to turn a guy on at a party, they were dick only, but not now. Emily. " "I kind of figured it would be." I said, laughing a little. "I'll show you." She got up and walked across the living room towards the bathroom. I stood up and followed behind her. When she reached the doorway she stopped short and I bumped into her. I reached out my hands and caught her around the waste to keep her from toppling over into the bathroom. She wouldn't have toppled anywhere, it was a light bump. I wondered if she had felt my semi-hard dick poke the small of her back. I knew.