No-one said a word andAngela went back to her book. She was feeling so pleased with herself, itwas a struggle to keep the grin from her face. She felt...like a spiderthat had got a big juicy fly to build a web then wrap itself up in it.Finally they arrived at the beachside villa. Alison tried to lighten themood by cheerily announcing "we're he-re. Ok, campers lets get the bagsout the boot and get ready to party." They all knew what she was doingand tried to play along but the atmosphere was still. My balls were slapping loudly against her asshole each time I would bottom out. The head of my cock was continually bumping against her cervix trying to make way into her uterus.Rachel’s eyes had glazed over and her head was rocking from side to side. Incoherent words were falling out of her pursed lips. Looking down at her sweet tits I could see them pointing straight at the ceiling, both firm and proud. Her chest and neck were flushed with a dark red hue.I looked down at the point of our. I eventually decided to venture from my spot near the stairs and I moved off to the left, as I moved passed people, or they moved by me (well shoving really!!) you could feel hands on you the whole time, brushing against you, feeling your crotch, arse, anything really, A few guy's came really up close to your face trying to get a look at you! I have to say it was really horny, and after being felt up a few times I was rock hard!I think I had only moved down the passageway about thirty feet when. Miss Pricilla Paunceworth was quite simply terrified. She recalledDoctor Learned's dreadful spanking - and that was just with her barehand!Matters became worse, when Auntie Octavia gently caressed Prissy'sderri?re with one and held the menacing long brush down before thehapless sissy's eyes with the other hand. When the hairbrush was raisedso Auntie Octavia could switch it to her right hand, Prissy let out along muffled shriek.Prissy knew it was going to be bad.But it was worse - far worse. The.