I thanked Brittney for not actually being a bear or other dangerous creature.She laughed and told us she actually preferred to be called Britt. She ha... a couple of weeks away from her grueling class load back in California and she’d flown up to Vancouver to do a hitch-hiking, camping vacation. She was thrilled with how everything seemed so safe and natural in these awe-inspiring forests and national parks.She was heading the same direction as us, and readily agreed when I suggested she was more. Cindy had become comfortable with opening her body to the touches and caresses of her pod mates, including me. She no longer hesitated to stroke my cock trapped between her thigh and my stomach as I caressed her breasts. Cindy had filled out in the past year. Her breasts were a firm handful. Her hard nipples jutted away from the pink areolae like a beacon begging for attention. I did my best to give them all the attention they wanted, both with my fingers and with my lips.But making out wasn’t. " I said again replacing my fingers deep within her."Would you like a better taste of mine?" Martha asked in that deep sultry voice of hers."Oh yes." I said.She responded by lying back on the bed and slipping her legs out from under her. My fingers never left her pussy as she repositioned herself. Her knees now drawn up and spread wide her pussy was fully exposed and dripping wet. I marveled at how beautiful and inviting her bald pussy looked as I continued to finger her. Her lips were full and. Mr Ickesaid that I'd been "very inefficient" with my dusting and that I must bepunished for it. He put me over his knees, pulled down my panties, andused his hand to give me the biggest spanking I can remember. Well,actually, the only one I can remember. And it hurt! Like, a lot! I reallycried, not just because my bottom was so sore, but because I was worriedI'd lost my chance at a job. But Mr Icke dried my tears and then he askedMrs Dean to bring a nice soothing lotion, which he very kindly.