As I passed her, I set my beer on the counter and put my hands on her hips and pulled her close to me. She responded to me by taking a step back pushe... her bum into my lap. We must have danced closely for several minutes before I thought better of myself. I let her go, thinking what the hell are you doing, this is your friends’ wife? She just turned around and smiled as I led myself out of the kitchen back outside.As the night turned into early morning there were a few more “close encounters”. Her pain worries well founded, as her butt was well pounded.Spank-Smack-Whack-Crack! Spank-Smack-Whack-Crack!Taylor wailed her red bottom hurt like the dickens.While Taylor felt Santa's middle sticking.Her attempt not to cry had failed.It was coed Taylor that wailed.Her breathtaking spank spot was glowing bright red with blisterslike fields of white sugar plums all aflame on her bum.A rump a-pa pum bum drummed its cadence into her burning bum.When suddenly Taylor got egg nog, induced cramp in. "Look at your sister Matthew, Dan whispers into his ear, i know she is your sister but just look at her closely, look at her body, that small smooth body and her pouting lips" Without even realising what he was doing Matthew had started looking at her noticing her chest and lips very fast. "imagine those lips wrapped around your cock, sucking you slowly, sucking on you, sucking" he whispers as Matthew begins to stiffen in his slacks before turning to Dan " what the fuck shes my little sis". Mark was astonished when he tried to read her symbols. They were not there.They talked at the mall for a long time. All the while he was trying to find the symbols and they were not there. While they ate Jesse seen the confused look on Mark's face and what she said next surprised him. "Are you wondering why you can not read my symbols?" she said with a mock pout face on. "How in the hell did you know that?" Was all he could say. she laughed a bit at that question."You can not read somebody's.