We cried for the loss of innocence. I comforted her, saying it was entirely my fault. She had done what any loving mother would do and put the safety ...f her child before her own emotional needs. We walked in silence down the tree-lined streets, holding each other’s hand, each grieving in our inner solitude. We spoke of what happened the day I died. Why she left before I awoke (three days later). The devastation I faced due to her absence. I told her what memories my Swiss cheese brain had of. But your thighs haven’t been touched yet, so I’m going to make them nice and red to match your ass!” With that, she brought her hand down hard across my right thigh. SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! I grunted at the impact as she spanked my thighs vigorously, her hand beating a deep red pattern on my thigh. She concentrated solely on my right thigh until it was burning like fire, and I was crying loudly.Then she switched to my left and gave me the same treatment. SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK!. "Keep that in mind, my dear."Stacy no longer knew what to think; she was hardly able to deal with the conflicting emotions and sensations. She found herself standing in this office, stripped down to tiny red lace panties and a matching demi bra of red lace and black silk piping (that would have been out of her financial reach without the company discount). Perhaps even more embarrassing than her sexy ensemble is the fact that the pulse of pleasure has left her nipples very visibly stiff and she. Whatcha think, wanna cum? Haha”“You know it” typed Lauren. Turning to Nicole, she said, “Well, tonight’s your chance. Marcus will be in town later this evening. Want to see what a ten inch cock feels like?” she laughed.It took Lauren just five more minutes to convince Nicole to join them. “You already look great. Let’s go!”“Do you think Marcus can handle all three of us?” Nicole said laughingly as they entered Sara’s apartment.“Hi Nicole, oh I’m sure he can. He’s on his way back from a.