“Don’t worry. I won’t tell your husband about your response to spanking and touching,” he continued to whisper. “You will do that when you w...nt to let him know what really turns you on.“Ready for the last two?” Ivan asked in a loud voice.Whap… Whap! One more flesh on flesh slap on each cheek of my ass. His hand was still wet with my juices, and that made the sting worse.“Kim,” called Ivan. “Help Janice back to her corner. Then each of you stand there for a few minutes and contemplate what you. "Yeah well," he grinned, "I thought they were going to do something else." Like what?" I asked out of curiosity."A thing called Confessions." He grinned in reply, "It's all about the confessions of some randy sod in the Victorian age." I've never heard of it," I laughed, "but I should have known it had something to do with sex." Yeah well, the head put the boot in and stopped us doing it," Angus sighed, "so its Romeo and bloody Juliet."I was curious about this play Confessions though and I. We all left the pub around eleven , stopped by a lay by, where they all pilled out and had a piss in full view of me.Then they all got back into the car and I drove off, suddenly realizing daddy somehow finished up in the backseat and one of his friends, beside me in the front, daddy started snoring, and his friend started groping me.The singing in the back seat was loud and distracting and his hand landed on my knee and was halfway up my thigh before I could react, the fact my thighs were. Several of them were weeping.Using my best command voice, I called out, “alright, I’m here. And we’re going to get you to safety as quickly as possible. Show me your camp, and we’ll start getting loaded up.When we got to their camp, I wasn’t surprised. They didn’t have a thing they needed. There were two tents, thin nylon. Not even waterproof. As they were packing up, I saw that they were using lightweight summer sleeping bags. One of the boys didn’t even have that. He was making due with a.