These things ... yes, these things—she'd bought especially for Mitch."I'd almost forgotten how sheer these are. Here, feel," Nicole said, casually t...ssing one stocking over Mitch's lower arm and drawing it slowly across his hand. She could see him tremble with excitement as she teasingly drew the feather-light garment over his hand, the sheer material feeling like a million butterfly kisses against his skin. Mitch could only stand there in awe as she slowly drew in the stocking, the final end. My wife struggled desperately, reached back with one hand to try and stop her, but Megan swatted it away and proceeded to tear Sue's white silky knickers open at the back, exposing every inch of my wife's firm ass.I found this quite a turn on seeing my wife's gorgeous round arse getting a spanking by another woman a very attractive woman at that.Sue screamed again as Megan whacked her naked buttocks, spanking her arse hard as she continued to ride my wife's back. One slap followed another. Boris let go of Mo and Grace helped him up and put her arm round him. He stood there, dazed.She looked around. On the right were some cabins, in two rows. Wooden, and shabby. In front of her was a larger building, also single story, wooden, and shabby too. All around was a high wire fence with a roll of wire curled on top, glinting with little blades in it to shred anyone who tried to escape; then beyond it was a second fence just the same.“Right,” Xenia was in charge. “The boy first, get the. When we reached our teens, training shifted to espionage. We learned to lie, act, and mimic others. We could interrogate people, without them knowing it was happening. We learned all this while maintaining our other skills.Around fifteen, we started learning sexual techniques, to seduce the enemy. This started a few days after Eric and I started sleeping together. By that I mean, having sex. We had been sleeping in the same bed all our lives.It happened quite naturally. We always showered.