By this time she knew who was touching her up and we both got some strange looks from her as we played the game. When it was over I asked her if she e...joyed that and she gave me a coy look and asked what I meant. I said the fights for the ball were fun and she just smiled at me, so as my wife had gone off on a day trip so I told her that if she’d like some more to come to my room. I gave her the number and went off. I told the other guy what was happening and he asked if he could join us. So we. The crack and the accompanying gasp of the first smack fill the room, I leave a pause, allowing it to sink home, then once more continuing with vigour I rain smacks down upon her upturned backside, her legs kick occasionally as methodically I colour her cheeks, first pink, then red, and finally a red/purple hue, the heat radiating from her well spanked behind, occasionally I allow my hand to make contact with the plug, driving it home, serving only as a reminder of who’s in control here. When I. "You will be still or we'll start this over from thebeginning." She stopped, breathing shallowly, her whole body tense.Hewaited patiently while her breathing slowed and her body relaxed somewhat.? Then he struck again, hard, verticallybetween her asscheeks. She jerked spasmodically, grunting. "Twenty,"she whispered. "Good girl," he told her, reaching again for herpussy. "Now you may come."?After just a minute of his stroking her clit, she did so; long andhard.? She yelled throughout, bucking. ”“Oh…sorry,” she said.“Anyway, you have to go into town and get that hair off your cunt.”Just then the doorbell rang. Susan could see an outline through the frosted panel in the door.“It’s the postman,” she said.“Well answer it then,” he said.“What…like this?”“Use the towel to cover yourself.”“But it will be Frank Smith,” she said, “l’ve known him for years, we went to school together.”“Well it will be a treat for him won’t it,” Paul laughed. “Do it,” he ordered.Susan walked slowly towards the.