We got along just fine and always seem to play around till one day again we were wreslting around till we locked eyes and starded to kiss one an other...i can feel his cock against my hot lil pussy and he told me to take off my pants to i did becasue i wanted this as bad as he did. so i took of my pants and he took off my panties i told me to get on my hands and knees so i did i remenber he spreded my ass checks and he stared to lick my ass and all my crack til i felt his tounge onmy pussy i. I then texted my wife Addison to let her know that he was coming over to soak in the hot tub. She mentioned she will hang outside with us and talk. Addison doesn't use the hot tub too often.After 20 minutes Steven pulled in the driveway and come into the house. He got changed and came outside in just boxers and nothing else. Addison came out with Steven and we had small talk for a while and then he made his way into the hot tub to relax. I could tell that my wife was getting turned on looking. If she did, they would have had to call the game. And then the riot squad.”“So it’s a good thing she’s as flat as a pancake, then.”“Sooner or later she’ll either grow a pair or learn how to stuff her bra. Then we’ll have some serious competition.”“Let’s kill her before that happens!”They were all laughing. I was glad they were laughing. If someone had said that without laughing, it would have been a bit scary. It didn’t make sense that they would say those things about me. They all had such. For the next one, her tormentor took some time. She tried to jerk her body away but the bonds were tight enough to let the blow land on its target but loose enough to make her whole body dance as she tried to avoid it. The men cheered. Mr. Munroe checked whether her counting was correct. Two fingers on her left hand and two on the right. He signaled for them to continue. For the third blow, on her calf the shift supervisor hit her not with the full face of the paddle but with its small side.