"I lifted my right hand and brought the flat of my palm down on her round buttocks. There was barely any sound at the contact."Harder, hon. You're not...gonna hurt me. Just do it! Please!"I lifted my hand and brought it down harder. There was a correspondingly louder smack at the contact."That's it but harder still, sweetie."I put some pressure into the next one and the smack of skin on skin was loud. I was afraid that I would hurt her."Now rub it all around and do it again."I rubbed my hand. Those on the net were the ones with staff capable of doing web design, or those able to afford to have it done. The Irishman would be looking for a road less traveled.So maybe it wasn't so much a spy hiding his defecation, as much as a simple miscommunication. We pushed on to Biloxi, because we had no where else to go. The admiral could be setting us up, but then he was wasting a lot of resources to do it.It was 8PM, when I found the White House Motel, Then it was only after a tip from the. "How much longer Jim," I asked. I was riding 'shotgun' with my college roommate on our way to his parent's house. Due to federal holidays we had a 4-day weekend off. Jim had invited me to spend the weekend at his family's home down in San Diego. He had invited me several times before and even though I had things to do I couldn't turn him down again."We should be there in a hour. Looks like I judged the traffic right, we should be in before the afternoon rush." Replied Jim. "My family is really. My luck came through or maybe it was that he saw me standing there and decided the time was right. He slid the door open just enough to see me standing there pissing, through a smile he asked me to pass his towel. As I did so I caught a glimpse of his cock, for his age it was surprisingly long I'd estimate at about 3". As we were both standing there completely naked, Derek with a towel in his hand I noticed a stir in his penis. A slight twitch. We were both getting aroused and you could see it.