?Smack! ?No, nooo, that’s wrong, Uncle?.?Smack! ?I know it’s wrong. Now shut up!?The spanking continued, and, as it progressed, Donna began to ...lubber, large tears forming in her eyes. Soon she was openly crying out as her whole rear end turned a vivid red. Tears began flowing down her cheeks in rivelets. And still the beating went on. By the sixtieth smack Donna’s cries had subsided, and she was back to moaning and begging her Uncle to stop. On the 75th, he stopped, pushed her off his. She gives me another look-over, and takes a step back."Can I show to the others?" Others, There are more like you?" Uh-huh." Umm, sure." I'd like to see where this takes me.She smiled."Follow me. I'll take you to them." 'Right." Into the woods we went, me following the rabbit-woman. She looks over her shoulder to see if I'm still following her every once in a while.I'm keeping an eye on that cute little rump of hers with the little white cotton-tail sticking out of the waistband of the tied. Like a flash I was there, joining Therese on her patio. “If you don’t mind my asking,” I said. “How can someone as young as you afford a house like this?” “My grandparents were loaded, and so set up a trust-fund for their three grandchildren. My dad was an only child, so his parents could afford to set aside large sums of money for the family. My grandma died five years ago and my grandpa passed away last year,” she explained. “Oh, I’m sorry,” I said. Therese just shrugged, as if she were. After about an hour we head back to the apartment and as our host prepares a drink for us all we take a shower,we soap each other bodies and after a short while our host joins us in the shower and we both continue to caress and arouse your body with our soapy hands,you reach out with your hands and wrap your fingers around two very erect dicks and slide your hands up and down them for a few minutes,we finish showering and move back to the lounge,you wearing a tight vest and french knickers and.