I noticed the one on top was a navy green and had one of my favorite band's image on the front. I could see the top of a black and white vertical stri...ed bra, also lined with lace, just peeking out of the top of her bottom tank top. "Hey, I love that band!" I pointed at her top, forgetting my half nudity for a second. "Five Finger Death Punch rocks!" She gave me a grin and nodded. "I totally agree, dude." Now, I took a better look at her. She had light brown skin and black dreads that were tied. On our arrival, the residents got a big Thank You party and gifts for taking such good care of things.Maria was pregnant again and happy about it but wanted me to check out her swelling belly from the inside too. She grinned, thinking that was a funny thing to say. I happily gave her a thorough and prolonged examination with my fleshy probe and she was delighted, rushing back to share it with her husband. She grinned at me later as she said he had used his tool to check for “damage” and she had. After a moment, Steph removed her hand and he sat back down.It was Michelle's turn to make the next batch of drinks. She disappeared into the kitchen for a few minutes and then came the sound of the blender grinding up the concoction of ice, tequila (lots of it), and generic margarita mix. When she returned, she unsteadily poured herself a glassful and then set the blender down on the table."I'm too friggin' drunk to pour everyone's drink," she said, slurring a little. "You can all just do it. What was he waiting for? I tensed as the hand lifted, then gasped as it smacked across both cheeks. The stinging followed immediately; not as sharp and immediate as the belt, but every bit as exciting. The next was harder, and the crisp sound of the Smack! was loud in the little room. Already my backslide was smarting, and another part of me was starting to tingle with a deep warmth. Smack! Smack! Smack! three hard, stinging blows in quick succession, had me grabbing Jeff's leg as my own legs.