As much as I wanted to keep kissing her, I gently pulled away and toldher while smiling, "I'm not promising anything, but it's not a definiteno either..."She grinned at me and asked, "Are you thirsty?"I nodded. "Yeah take a seat and I'll go grab us some punch."She didn't think that was a good idea, but I quickly convinced her thatI'd be fine and then made my way to the refreshment table. I hadn'tforgotten I was dressed the way I was, but maybe I had just becomecomfortable in it and it wasn't. ”Jonathan had not been told he would have to do this – he was full of anticipation, though, because he knew that later in the day he would be giving Ibby, one of the girls from his own year, eighteen whip lashes on her naked, open pussy. He spun the wheel, and it landed on 26. “Jonathan, I would now like you to start the punishment of your fellow students by pressing the red button next to the wheel. The machines are all programmed to administer 26 lashes.”Jonathan pressed the button, and all. I couldn’t really see if she was kneading them, or squeezing them, but I knew Barb loved it, because she threw her own head back in response to her teenaged niece’s breast fondling. All the while, Barb’s underwater hand shook vigorously, and Beth’s leg twitching turned into uncontrollable squirming.I could see on Beth’s face that her aunt was instructing her to do something. Next thing I know, Beth pulls her gorgeous ass up out of the hole in the tube, and she rests it on the edge, while Barb. “Mark! Wake up!” I shook him. “Uhh? What's the matter?” he replied, half asleep. “We have an intruder down stairs!” “Don't worry, sweetheart. It's just my brother.” “In the Santa Clause suit? Why didn't you say something?” I whispered, in a strained voice. “I didn't want to wake you and the kids. He took an earlier flight. I told him he could sleep on the couch. We'll have one more plate for breakfast. No big deal. And don't be mad, but he volunteered to play Santa for the kids when he saw the.