In every case I could think of – including the one I posted last week – my guys would give me ‘old fashioned’ discipline. Not a game but for r...al things I’d fucked-up in some way. Instead of a punch on the nose or a kick in the backside; I got it as an errant girl friend or wife would…bare-bottomed and OTK. I know the guy cared for me; maybe more than I cared for him and he wouldn’t do any lasting damage. Especially to that little ass he liked to fuck so much. Most of the guys, who disciplined. .." That's for you to guess and my pussy to hold in until I can find a bathroom," Amber laughed."Gross!" Ember replied, although she laughed, too. "Just make sure to wash before you go swimming in our drinking water!"She grabbed a small carton of juice out of the cooler and guzzled it down in two gulps, then demanded, "Come on! Get off! You're hogging the goodies!" You're soaking wet!" Amber complained. "You'll drip all over the bed! And Roland!" He likes me wet!" Ember responded. "Now,. “Do you like that, Mr. Sanders? Does it feel good? Tell me how to make you feel good. Teach me how to touch you. I want to learn.” I could feel my juices wetting his shaft, making my hand slide easily along his throbbing dick.“Perfect. You are doing it just perfect. I love how you touch me, Brittany.”As much as I loved watching porn, as much as I lusted after Mr. Sanders, I still wasn’t sure that I would actually take his dick in my mouth and suck it when the time came. I didn’t want to. .. , don't hold out on me. Tell me... !" I tell you later. Okay... ?" Jane said, still laughing."We're on our way over to the Outdoor Café for some cool drinks," Jordan said. "Sure you wouldn't like to come join us?" Maybe you come ... join us later? Okay?" Jane said, smiling at Patricia.Then in an affectionate gesture of good will—to let Patricia know, there were no hard feelings—Jane stepped over and embraced her. Patricia though taken by surprise gladly returned the other girl's.