”SWATThe first swat stung me more than I had anticipated. I automatically stood up and rubbed my bottom.“Bend back over the table again. You sto...d up and forgot to count, so you will now get sixty-five swats of the paddle. We are starting at one again.”SWAT“One,” I said.“Good, you’re learning.”SWAT“Two,” I said. I did pretty well until I got up to fifty swats. My poor bottom felt on fire, and I wasn’t sure if I could take anymore. I kept bent over the table and said, “I have learned my. A shrill gasp emanated from Julie’s throat as her friend began a full-on assault on her throbbing love button. First, she massaged the tiny organ with her tongue, then she flicked at it in a vibrating motion, and finally she began swirling around it like a tiny tornado, and that was when Julie groaned, “Oh God… yesssss!”That was what Charlotte wanted to hear, and she now knew she had found the key to her friend’s pleasure. As her hands slid up Julie’s tight body to her firm breasts, she began. The next step was for both of them to be topless around me and let me fondle their tits whenever I wanted too. That worked too and I really enjoyed it.Of course I didn’t stop there and insisted on full nudity and no doors to be closed on their bedrooms or their bathrooms either. I wanted to see them at any time, getting dressed to go out, taking a bath, or even peeing.I still found excuses to punch Mom’s tits but I didn’t need any excuse to punch my sister’s tits.Then one day Mom was bent over. Sure enough, the doorbell rang right then, and Sven answered the door, as it was his home this time around that hosted the sex party. Celia was at the door, crying and calling for Janet, who apologized to Jillian and Charles as she rose to deal with her personal drama, hopefully not drawing the others too much into it. It was a bit of a mood killer, but that was forgiven, because this was a very real moment for someone that everyone present loved. Besides, everyone had cum already at least.