SPLAT.The paddle came down fairly firmly on one cheek of Jacqui's arse; it wasn't a real punishment blow but it did make the colour much more uniforml... red. Jacqui knew fine well that she should not cry out yet. Not if she wanted him to get the most out of his punishment of her.SPLAT.The other arse cheek changed colour to match the first.SPLAT!This time Jacqui let herself wince as he hit a little harder, and was rewarded by a grunt from Colin.SPLAT!Jacqui cried out as though in pain this time. Her friends were not so quick to like me. They thought I was just a ‘Yankee’.That changed when Sally and I double-dated with a couple of her friends. We went to one of the local dance halls. The music was very good, and while I could not do the fast or line dances, I managed to hold Sally for all the slow ones.About 11:00 trouble showed up in the form of a couple of drunks who insisted that they could “teach the lady more then a cripple can.” Sally’s friend Bob stood up and was backhanded by. But this time on rails. She looked at Lora and John then at Gregor. Even through her opium haze, it was all very clear. Without waiting for anyone to speak, she stood up and dropped to her knees in front of Gregor. She spread her knees and laced her fingers behind her neck, leaning back slightly so her titties were thrust forward. "This one's cunt is hungry, hungry for dildoes and fingers and fists." Lora smiled with satisfaction. Marie was repeating her training litany without even being. Before they can stop you grab a handful of each, feel my pussy again, and slide your cock back into me. I can’t stop moaning as you slam me from behind. You spank me and I scream your name, you spank me harder and I scream again. You grab my hair and tilt my head back while you continue to thrust, harder and harder. You flip me over one more time, and again we lock eyes. As you lean down and passionately kiss me, you untie my bounds. I grab your broad, rippling shoulders and pull you close to.