I made it. When I went to get up to wash my hands, I noticed that my tits where hanging out. I forgot to put them away from that trucker I flashed a w...ile back. I laughed and put them away.I opened the door and went to leave when I heard that deep voice again from behind me. He asked me where I was from. I told him Ontario and kept on walking without looking back at him. To be honest the place was creepy and the way he was talking made me think he was old and fat. Those types that work in. I love to try read between the lines,even if it is only one. I immediately see it ending almost as 'caring caning Daddy'.Jennifer only gets my message back at her, as indirectly as all her for a few days to me, by my reply two days later.I love to try to tease her to be back at me directly, by my well written answer, meant to serve in this special paper."Did your dear Daddy do the same care to you, my finest friend?Did you miss, as I, the spanking start before her insemination?Did you know how. "Ingeburg blushed a deep pink. "It's rather what he does to me that makes us both happy," she whispered.Now it was Rebecca's turn to blush, but she also giggled. "Then don't make him stop to do these things!"Ingeburg laughed outright. "You may hold me for a Goy, but don't hold me for witless!"At first, Rebecca laughed but then she turned serious. "Where did you learn of that word?"Now it was Ingeburg's turn to be embarrassed. "Forgive me! I did not know it better. I heard the word once and was. Joan and I decided on eating indoors because the sun was hot and our skin wasn't used to prolonged exposure. We sat at the bar and chatted with the bartender, Karin. We ordered drinks, beer and hard cider, and two burgers rare. While we were waiting for the food Karin kept gossiping with us about the wild sexual things that go on at the resort. Karin leaned over the bar in front of Joan and said I love your rings. Joan bent forward towards Karin. She said, "Want to ring my bells?" Karin looked.