It felt like some sort of paddle. It struck the top of both thighs, and because of the pose I now held, whispered against the delicate outer lips of m... vagina. The blow was not hard, just enough to make me gasp and my skin tingle. The second blow was very different. I screamed, my skin burnt and my eyes filled with tears. The third and fourth had me sobbing loudly. There had never been a point in my life that I had to experience pain, so I have no idea whether the threshold I had was high or. "Feel good?” she asked. I nodded, and then Cindy motioned for me to help her lift the cover aside. “Want to try it out?” she asked. “Sorry, I didn’t bring trunks, and don’t want to get my clothes wet.” I explained lamely. “Mind if I tell you a little story?” she replied with a sigh. “Go ahead,” I replied, wondering where this was going.“It seems this traveling salesman got caught in a terrible blizzard and stopped by a farm asking for shelter. The farmer explained that they only had two. Dad wouldn't step in unless I asked him to, he always gave me that responsibility, and when he did, all he would have to show for it would be a scratched knuckle or two... There was this guy who tried to rape me on our first date, right in front of my house, and... poor fellow! Dad had insisted that I include the three teeth that he had knocked out with the 'get-well' card. Few people messed with me, and while that left me with less quantity, I was sure the sacrifice was rewarded with better. Bonnie was helpless, bent over naked and wet before him as the shower poured down on both of them. Breathing heavily, he ran the fat head of his penis down the crack of his sister’s ass, purposefully lingering at her tiny asshole. She actually found herself wanting him to shove it in there! Again, she couldn’t bring herself to say it. He carried on until he felt the comforting warmth of her pussy touching the tip of his cock. He pushed forward and the petals of his sister’s vagina easily parted.