Now standing there in just her Basque and stockings, she was scolded again. This time in between scoldings, Marlene would whack her ample rear with th... cane. As with Doris she would give the woman a few moments to feel the after sting, before striking her again increasing the force with each stroke. Sometimes the cane would strike the back of her thighs that really made her jump and cry out. Now she was crying and muttering something that was punctuated with lots of 'Mams,' yes 'Mam,' please. She loved the slippery feeling of a wet pussy as much as she loved the sexual pleasure that produce it. She slid her finger around her pussy folds avoiding her clit for the moment. She found it increasing harder not to make a sound as she slipped another finger in and squeezed her nipples more frantically. She imagined Jerry watching her masturbate — imagined him wanting to touch her. The idea was too much; Helen sighed softly as she rubbed her slick fingers over her clit. The wall held her up. {{Hey Hotdog! Whacha been doing all day?}} Asked Shep, a huge German Shepherd.{{Nothing much Shep. Chasing things and stuff like that. You know, }} Was Hotdog's response.{{Yeah, I know exactly what you mean, }} interjected Rex, a great Dane. One of two owned by widow Crenshaw.{{Yeah! With all of our masters out to work and such there's just nothing to do, }} was Shep's reply.{{Ain't that the truth, }} this came from King, widow Crenshaw's other Dane.{{Find anything interesting to do today?}}. While in the elevator, Jill sheepishly stated, “You know Dave, with the way you have been petting my kitty all evening and then with all of our dancing, would you mind if I jumped in the shower quickly when we get back to the suite?”“No Jill, I wouldn't mind.” Dave grinned as he had some other plans for setting up what he felt might be a lovers covey, while she pampered herself. It didn't take long for Jill to get into the shower once they entered the room.Dave then set a half dozen mandarin.