She enjoys watching each of them trying to keep their train of thought going.At one point, ragni excuses herself to go to the restroom. While she is g...ne, amit and dev plot to get their revenge. When she returns to her place in the middle, they put their plan into action. They both take the botamit of her skirt and lift it up in the back so that her bare ass is on the seat. She looks a both of them questioningly. They say nothing and continue with their current conversation. Soon she feels a. When I finally notice the stinging sensation I remember its cause. When dad slapped my ass I had a thrill go through my body, but I wanted to take advantage of being close to him, even on that flimsy pretext, so I ignored it. I can't ignore it now. I'm weak at the knees imagining being on his knees, my cheerleader skirt flipped up and he'd spank my bare bottom. Fuck! I'm not even in the shower and my fingers are in my pussy. I give my clit a soft click and it feels like I just pressed the red. We had no idea how long we'd be there, and our work wasn't conducive to conversation. Those discussions needed to be avoided at all cost.We were friendly but extremely standoffish so though accepted, we weren't sought out which suited us fine.Our families knew some of what we did for a living so they were aware that we were in danger most of the time when we were gone. They just accepted us as a family and treated us like we were officially married. "Living together" was not an abhorrent. “Very good Georgia that was a really good workout. I would like you to do all those exercises every time that you come here, just increasing the number of reps each time. Can you do that for me?”“Even the walking out of my clothes?” I asked.“Look Georgia, do you see any unhappy people? No, so yes, if you end up naked you will make a lot of people happy.”“Well I think that I can manage that Pedro.”“So when will you come again Georgia?”“In about 2 minutes.” I thought, but actually said,“I don’t.