He had never been spanked before and the sting of Amelie’s expertly delivered slap was a shock. But, in the situation he was, it served only to arou...e him further and he began to pump Chrissie even harder. After each spank, Amelie dribbled melting ice cream from her mouth on the point of impact. Like a jockey encouraging a thoroughbred racehorse, Amelie spanked Keith harder, which increased the intensity of the fucking. Keith’s senses were reeling. The spanking was making his cheeks sore and. He continued to caress my breasts, cupping them, running his finger over my nipples. The naughtiness of having another man touch me made it so much more intense. I felt like I was in danger of having an orgasm before he had reached for my underwear."Please," I said, and grabbing his hand, tried to move it from my breasts, down to my things. But he moved it back."I haven't finished touching you here yet," he said, his hands cupping my breasts again. I was now almost in pain from the attention my. Hearing him come back upstairs, I felt vulnerable but, so turned on as he parted my thighs, kneeling between them, he kissed all around my neck, cupping each breast in his hands as he allowed the ice to make contact with my bare skin. It was freezing and I watched the ice continue to slide over each nipple, leaving a watery trail behind. I moaned as Baz grabbed the ice, moving them across my stomach, as he sucked my nipples, warming them with his tongue. He held the ice cubes in his hands and. I mean - yours might not do what mine used to do and mine - well, it might not work like yours did".She - yes, for simplicity's sake he would call her she - grinned back at him. "Sometimes", she said, "you make do with what you've got".Garvey could sympathise with that. But he had some problems. "There's too much we don't know", he pointed out. "I mean, do I have a womb? Ovaries? All that sort of stuff? Can I get pregnant? And what happens if I do? We haven't been told to keep control for a day.