"Your turn Mavis, bare your arse please," he said.Mavis had been transfixed by what had been going on and had almost forgotten that she was to be span...ed but she removed her skirt and decidedly damp knickers and after a glance at the erect penis that she soon expected in her cunt she put herself over Alan's lap.Through her tear-filled eyes and with her hands still cupping her spanked buttocks, Gwen studied Mavis's bare bum for the first time and just as Mavis had thought of hers, she thought it. I can walk us over there. Is that OK with you?’ ‘Sure, lead the way.’ As we started to walk from the Hilton I said, ‘Kate, please slow down just a bit when approaching an intersection. Pick up the pace again when it’s safe to continue.’ ‘Sounds like ‘Seeing Eye Kate’… Sorry, I didn’t mean to make a wiseass remark.’ ‘Don’t be sorry about anything, like I told you earlier.’ I managed to get to the table without stumbling over anything by following her lead. We ordered drinks and sat there without. There is some shrubbery along the edge of the wood, cutting off our view of the fairway, but under the larger trees the ground is fairly bare. We search fruitlessly for a few minutes (little do I know it, but you have found the ball already and it is in your pocket), and I see you glancing at me quickly from time to time. Then you point towards the base of a large oak tree just ahead of me, and exclaim: ‘There! Is that it?’I stoop to look, and you hurry up behind me. There is nothing there,. Sir generally took care of me very well in Master's absence. I kept looking out the window to the house next door and thinking I'd see some sign of Sir coming the front door for his daily visit. After a minute or two, I started thinking about when Sir and I were together last night. He flew in my front door like a raging bull and torn open my silk blouse. Sir ordered me to crawl to the bedroom. Sir watched me from behind as I crawled on my hands and knees to the bedroom. Once I was there, Sir.