None of us are especially dressed up, though Emma is looking stunning in a sun dress.I suggest we go for a drink. I'm thinking of a coffee, but we end...up at the mucky duck, just by the theatre.We find a quiet nook, where we can talk discreetly.Mike and I sit next to each other, on the bench against the wall and Emma sits on a chair, with her back to the room, across the table from both of us.We sip our drinks, and the talk gets more risqué.Emma discreetly unbuttoned a couple of buttons to. The third one is yours, right?” he asked, pointing to Charlotte who nodded in response. “No shots fired?”He bent down and slipped on a pair of latex gloves, then examined the handgun, dropping the magazine and clearing the live round from the chamber. He examined the chamber and held the barrel up near his nose, sniffing.“Okay, no worries there.” He handed the pistol to Charlotte, asking her to holster it, then handed her the magazine and loose round, asking her to stick them in a pocket.. He was dry humping her with both hands running up her sides stroking her breasts. Her back was arched and her head was tilted back kissing him. She was obviously very into it. I was rock hard watching her with him. The one girl Dawn was slow dancing with this big guy and she was jerking him off through his pants. After the dance the girls went back to the bar with theguys and were doing shots and making out. It got pretty raunchy and the girls were pretty drunk.I then walked up to the bar. This made her jump and cry out in pain but I reached and held her firmly and gave her 9 more sharp cracks with the paddle with her trying to escape my grasp yet also leaving her thighs as well as my bed drenched in her juices. After the 10 spankings with the paddle I resumed with the rubbing of her now well bruised ass cheeks and some kisses to let her know that I still love her very much. Once her sobbing subsided I decided that was enough pain for now and with her as still standing proud.