My tongue ran a race around her mouth, stabbing in to take possession of her tongue. We locked faces, torsos, and groins, as our kiss heated up. Milli... ground her mound against Mr. Johnson, pressing as close as possible without joining us at the junction of her womanhood.I could feel the moisture flowing from her, as I repositioned and brought Mr. Johnson lengthwise into the groove of her lips. Her body recognized the rocking motion, and joined in as I used my length to tease her lips and. ‘So I guess the honeymoon is over.’ I laughed as I ordered a beer. After about an hour of drinking, Mac and a blonde showed up. ‘You’re a little late Mac.’ I snapped. ‘Yeah. Well, I was busy…’ He winked at me. ‘When will the kids ever get along?’ Lora snickered. ‘Never.’ I answered stoically. ‘I’m going to get a beer. Want something Brandy?’ ‘Umm. Can you get me a mojito with no mint please.’ The blonde responded. How could you have a mojito with no mint? ‘Sure thing.’ ‘So you know Mac?’ The. . OOHH ... NO:' was all she could say, and then she saw the shiny length of the thin whipy willow cane swinging to and fro as he lifted it up behind her. She heard it hiss as he let it slip through the air and then with a 'Whack' which made her jump again, Its whip-like tip landed firm and solid across the left cheek of her bare bottom. It was a new experience for her, and burned like hell. Oooohh ... GAWD ... aaah ... N ... NO, PLEASEEE.' AmySue jerked helplessly as the sting seared her. Perhaps it wasthat light that had come on in the window across the street and theghostly shadow that had moments before drifted across it's gauzy squareof illumination. Or it was simply the breeze so soft that carried with itthe perfume of just the right combination of late summer flowers andearly autumn, a perfume so poignant it could intoxicate one to thecrystal clarity that only came once in a lifetime.In the end, it may have simply been what ambient light there was left inthe darkening.