.. one of 'em said thatif I didn't care you was a girl, I should treat you like one, instead oflike a boy. Then another one said I should treat you l...ke you was my...girlfriend and give you a kiss. They all laughed and dared me to do it;said I was a chicken if I wouldn't." He took a breath. "Well, Icouldn't let them say that, could I?"Emma shook her head. "No, I-I guess you couldn't." Why wasn't shehappier? It was just a dare, a prank, no worse than what she and Tomashad done with that. Uh, you didn't mind the spanking? It was pretty harsh."Brenda rubbed her bare bubble butt, after that reminder. "Yeah, I guess my ass will be red and sore for a while. But mind it? No way. I deserved it! I lied to her, and to you. It was unforgivable!"Susan was going to point out that those were just harmless white lies, but she remembered Suzanne's advice to have a take charge attitude with Brenda. So instead, she asked, "What about all that pussy licking and kissing with her? Don't you still. .this week it started to get a lot more serious. Let me describe her a bit. She is a svelt Latina with blonde hair and generous size tits. I'm not going to pretend I know the cup size...but my wife has Cs and Martha's are larger. Martha works out a lot...and for a woman in her mid-40s, is in excellent shape. In short, she is a totally hottie. But let's not stop there. Martha has the sexiest kisses I have ever known. She gets me heard every time we kiss. I have come home more than once with cum. Throwing on my backstage pass around my neck just before accidentally knocking down someone who happened to be coming through the door as well.. "Sorry, I'm sorry. Hey, do you happen to know the way to the main stage?" I quickly ask."Yeah, matter of fact I do young man. It's straight down the hall- last door on the left." Helping up the older gentleman. "Thank you sir. I owe you one!" Me rushing a quick thanks and running off down the hall."Oh don't mind me boy. Just don't tell her where I told.