Joan notices I am getting hard. "Why you disgusting lecher!" she says. "Pam, just look at the size of histhing. Go get that big leather belt and w...ack his ass good for him while he'slicking Annie's shoes. Dottie, you count them out, I want at least fifty goodwhacks on his ass. And try and hit the butt plug if you can, Pam, that willgive him something more to think about!" Pam is finished whacking my ass, and I have collapsed in tears, naked onthe floor, wracked with sobs in front of. After a few minutes, we were all wondering what had happened to Carly. “Let me go check” said Amy, as the rest of us carried on in our circle of tongue-sucking. Suddenly, we heard a yelp. Kami opened the door. “Everything ok Ames?” she shouted. Amy appeared in the doorway and gestured to the open bathroom door. Inside, Amy and Kami’s landlady was spread out on the floor, moaning in pleasure as Carly lapped away at her hairy cunt. Woah, what a sight! The landlady, Jess, was around 50 but in good. "But if I go down the female route, who would go out with me?" I would for a start, and I know a couple of other girls who would as well," she said."You'd go out with me, knowing what you know?" I asked."Clothes do not make the person, they are just body coverings. It's what's inside the person that counts. There is an old saying 'Do not judge a book by its cover' and it's just as valid today. You are the same person whether you are wearing a skirt, trousers, trunks or nothing at all," Chris. After Sara gets down, I look at her and then over to the counter, letting her know that I want her to play my final message. Sara hits play and we all hear my voice. "Sara, I know that you are supposed to ride the spit in about four months, but I don't want you to. Stay with Tom and feed him your cum-filled pussy at least once a week, even though neither of you can have an orgasm. Help him with the other women who want to ride the spit, not stopping until you find twins to ride it together..