"Oh, Tran, you are so strong. So brave. See? They all love you."All the girls were swooning. So beautiful! So romantic!"Well done, you two. You may re...urn to your seats."Well! That evened things up nicely! Six girls in bras and panties, six in panties only. Oh, and stockings, of course. Stockings didn't count. Under the uniforms, lingerie varied wildly, and stockings were a favorite self expression, given harmonious colors and patterns, and given the uniform's below-the-knee hemline hid the. She sniffled, ‘Yes John.’ ‘Has anybody been to see you this morning?’ Allyson wondered if he knew Paul had been there. She guessed not, ‘No I’ve been alone all morning.’ His hand came smashing down again and again on her little red ass, ‘Don’t lie to me Allyson.’ She cried out in pain. It was more than just the pain of the spanks, it was the humiliation of having to be bent over his knee and feel the swipes as though she were a child. It was her sense of helplessness, the vulnerability she felt. He had a large cock and a firm ass which I knew would make my wife very happy not to mention I would love to feel him fucking me too. Little did I know she had already sampled the men. Call us crazy seniors but we enjoy sex too much and enjoy being fucked by others preferably at the same time. I really love to see and hear my wife moaning and groaning as a hard cock fucks her cunt or fills her mouth. Even seeing her being fucked in the ass is thrilling and every time it happens, I have to join. As I dozed off I made a mental note not to pay too much attention to Debbie at least when Gloria was around. It was obvious that Gloria was not feeling secure about Debbie and me.My old dream of making love to Marg was back. I kissed her and held her and told her that I loved her and moved down her body to find that her pussy had those finely divided blond hairs again and my thoughts moved to Lyn. I wondered how she was and made a mental note to call her. I was stroking her mound and although.