I rolled it to the window.I lifted the eighty-pound safe to the window and hollered, "Get out of the way, and let me know when it's clear." Clear," An...'s voice came up from below, and I lifted the safe up and out the window. It tumbled and landed on its side by the RV."I will get that when I come down," I said.I turned and Judy was rolling up the remaining long guns into the tiger blanket. Shaking my head, I knew she would want it. I pulled the chest of drawers away from the wall, and checked. "You'd better whip me, master. It was I who stole the key."Terry managed to make the confession sound like George Washington and the cherry tree."We are both equally guilty, master," Dorinda said firmly. I had a feeling that, married to Dorinda, a chap would have to toe the line."You both want to be whipped?" I asked unhappily. I was trying frantically to think of a way out."Yes please, master!" The duet sounded as though I'd offered a trip to Acapulco. Happy anticipation. Those two girls. I got her to stand leaning forward so she could type at the same time. Ruth described in real time what I was doing and how it felt as I pushed in the neck and then how the bulbous part entered her. Ruth lasted seconds before her orgasm came and she went all weak kneed and crumpled.I had to take over the typing and asked if she was doing the same thing. There was a long silence before she came back. “I can last longer than your girlfriend” she said.That was the end of that session and the. It was a challenge.“Of course, all I need is the touch of your finger on my dick.” Mayur was sure seeing her white slender finger over his dick would get it raised.She gave that smile. That smile, which no male can resist. You can see all at once; the innocent, naughty, skilled and experienced girl. The slight blushing gives it a dimension, which can only be dreamt of.“Don’t stress yourself. You are good. Had you not been, I wouldn’t have stuck with you for this long.” Mayur had a feeling, she.