She lay her head on his chest and could hear his heartbeat. She thought about how he had so casually mentioned that he had spanked several women in t...e past. She had a difficult time reconciling what she perceived to be such abusive behavior with such a gentle and loving man as he.“So, women just asked you to spank them?” she asked him.“I told you, that’s not something I need,” he responded. “You said you’re not into that, and I don’t want you to do anything that makes you. "I've got her! Let's get back and teach this one a lesson!" he said loudly.Lydia followed meekly behind, her head bent down between her sagging shoulders. Her long dirty blonde hair hung around her face. What they planned for her, Lydia could only imagine.When they reached the main path once more they all joined and moved silently back to house. But instead of going into the structure the men dragged Lydia up the path to the barn. Shoving her through the doorway they followed, telling her to. Her jeans were too tight for me to be able to reach the source of the heat, but I could just detect the crinkle of her pubic hair through the thin fabric of her panties with my fingertips. I felt her hips move up slightly off the seat, and her legs parted just a little, and suddenly there was a bit more room for my fingers. I pushed a little harder, and my fingertips found where her hot oils were coming from as I pushed the crotch of her panties into the top of her slit, soaking up more of her. I was horribly embarrassed, but Julie made it all right. Before long, she had us both laughing at my predicament. Then, while we waited for my pants to dry at least a little, she took my hand and led it back to her crotch. And, after I had stroked her for a while, she took my hand again and let it to her waist. When I couldn't get my hand down past the tight waistband of her jeans, she unfastened the top button herself and slid the zipper down.Like the first touch of her breast, it was a magic.