Damn! He must have planned this from the start.She was relaxed and trusting - so trusting that while he massaged her feet, she stretched back on the c...uch and let her legs fall open. Her panties were soaked. He probably could smell her. Too bad for him, he couldn't see anything.She was so relaxed - so aroused - that when he asked her for "one little bitty touch" she said nothing. She let him do what he wanted, or at least what she thought he wanted - cop a feel of her tit - but he wanted. Jane was spanking me harder than she usual, and I was moaning and moving about while I was being spanked. Other women came up and handed Jane different spanking implements to be used on me. My poor bottom was now feeling very warm.SPANK, SPANK, SPANK. "Clyde's bottom looks red and well spanked," Jane said. "I am going to stop spanking him, now. If any of you would like to spank Clyde, please line up and sit down here to spank Clyde. The rest of us will now have refreshments and talk to. Remember my rule against creating companions who were detectives or mystery solvers? The rule I first broke when I brought Barbara into my home? I still consider it a good idea, but with the right planning, it became just feasible enough for me to be willing to risk breaking it.I'll admit, part of the plan's attraction for me was overcoming the difficulties associated with the notion. Imagine the challenge if you will: How do you create artificial women crafted from a cartoon origin but with. Watching as the guy pounding furiously into her thrust deep and shot his load, I stroked myself hard and waited my turn.As her stud withdrew, she stood up and began to put herself back to rights as she turned around. Easily 6' tall, she was slender of frame but boasted a healthy rack and beautifully round ass. Her pale golden hair was shock straight and fell to the middle of her back in a loose ponytail. She had a beautiful face with the slightest beak of a nose, and a warm, wide smile. Her.