Her eyes, all dark, smoky make-up, hurt and lust. Her red lips a pout of passion.“I want to feel alive,” she said. “You want me. I need you.�...�She undid her skirt, dropping it with a whisper to the floor.Bumfelt took it all in. God-damn she was something to see. All black underwear, heels, cleavage and legs. Long, long legs.“Fuck me, Eddie,” she whispered.He did.He took her in his hands and kissed her deeply. He moved his mouth down her neck. His breath hot on her skin. His mouth. ‘Mmmmmmmm,’ she moaned around his cock as she ground her pussy against his mouth and tongue. As she felt herself approaching orgasm, she sucked him even more vigorously. Sensing her impending climax, Geoffrey slipped his index finger into her ass as he sucked furiously on her clit. That did it. When the first contracting wave of her orgasm washed over her, she felt Geoffrey stiffen and warm jets of cum filled her mouth. Karen continued bucking against his mouth and finger and it seemed like. In a small voice, Abbie tells him, “The paddle, please, sir.” She can feel from his body's movement; he is leaning over to pick the paddle up. And she is right when Tim resumes the bongo beat on her cheeks. This time with the paddle slapping against her cheeks over and over.Tim does go a bit lower a few times and swats her upper thighs where most vulnerable. She cries and apologizes for all her wrongdoings. It is an act of contrition for Abbie. Vocalizing where she falls short and knowing. Qafira was slightly alarmed to see that Fanny was one of the people who were no longer clothed, but amongst all the folds and fullness of fat it was not immediately obvious to her. Somehow, full nudity just didn’t seem so naked amongst people whose genitals were so hidden by their stomachs, although Fanny’s nipples were truly immense. Qafira recalled her previous female lovers, and couldn’t recall one whose nipples would have been nearly as much a mouthful as Fanny’s. Each present was opened.