The chat always ended up talking about beautiful young women. Some nights, they could hear the faint bursts of artillary bombarding their lines. Frenc... was very positive that his lines could hold against the German onslaught.After being there for a month, Frank broached the subject of spending a few days in Paris."Of course," French agreed amiably. "Why don't you take a week to visit the city. It's a wonderful place. I'll give you the name of a hotel that gives military officers cut rates. And. It was larger than she had expected and thought it would take quite a while to turn it bright red, but then remembered she had the hairbrush and that was undoubtedly going to help. So, maintaining her authoritative tone of voice that she knew worked so well, she explained, “I’m going to give you a hand spanking first, Jack, and then use this hairbrush. You are going to learn not to argue with me, or, if you do, you will know this will be repeated.” She then thought to add to her own fun by. Maggie sat down on the bed and asked, “Do you have a magical tongue as well?”Amos nodded, got down on the floor, and opened Maggie’s legs. “Your panties are soaked,” he mused.“I can take them off if they are in the way,” Maggie said seductively.“Yes, I think it would be easier for me to access your equipment that way,” Amos teased.Maggie slid her panties off and let her legs fall open again. The feeling of Amos’s hot breath on her inner thighs was heavenly! He teased and tormented her with his. "Nobody expects you to, baby. But I didn't bring one, either. I plan to wear my underpants. What the hell, they're larger than my swimming trunks, and just as private." He shrugged. "Jason's parents won't be home, so it'll be just us--and after last night, it's sort of hard to be modest about what we look like, right?"Tamera blushed crimson, shifting uncomfortably in her seat. No she had to admit, even though it caused her embarrassment to do so. She wasn't used to this kind of living yet, not.