"Well, I never," one of the older women said."I cannot believe that," the other responded.Neither of the women was able to hear as well as she once co...ld, so they anticipated no problems with their "whispered" comments. Elks leaned forward as if he were adjusting his boot, but the hand clapped over his mouth as he shook with suppressed laughter gave him away to Jill, and a few seconds later to the rest of the group sitting on their pew."They have their arms around their... women," one of the. And then incredibly, the cam panned down to show a beautiful pussy, neatly trimmed (in a heart shape!) and inviting as two of her fingers disappeared inside of her.But none of that is what caught Glen's eye. Instead he was drawn to the pink walls behind her. There was a framed poster of Van Gogh's "Starry Night." Hung along the side were pictures very familiar to Glenn. Now if only he could zoom in closer.It had started as a boring night at home. Glen's wife was out with her friends, the Cubs. The pain once again more than she could endure wagging her sassy bottom accidentally showing her pink vagina and small button swirl above.Spank! As soon as she could recover enough from the huge new burning in her bottom, she remembered to utter the word. “Two”The final swing of the paddle came with tremendous additional force. Marcia felt sweat drip down her back from her exertion and pain, as the third hardest swing yet hit. CRACK!“Th-three.” Marcia barely was able to maintain the count. She. When Dad awakened us and the guys. We all dressed in our Agency supplied business clothing, and then Carry and I packed our black working clothes in a small duffel bag. Dad supplied the guys with some of his black working clothes that didn’t fit him anymore along with duffel bags. The Suburban had a lock box in the back for the storage of weapons, and our shotguns and ammunition went in there with our clothing bags in the space behind it.Traffic wasn’t too bad this time of day, and we made good.