It would be so easy."Her expression changed to one of joy. "THAT is the nicest thing you could say to me. THANK YOU!!! I will try to be the best you c...uld ever want. Wayne and I have decided on an open marriage. I found he enjoys watching me with other men, and I adore watching him with other women. I just wish he was here to see us together. We MAY invite you to come and stay the night with us, sometimes. WOULD YOU, PLEASE, and bring Essie. He says she is just wonderful." Francis knew that. A faint and feeble flavor of crotch and cum stuck in her throat like the seasoning of a Christmas goose. The taste vivid on her dry lips, the memory muted by the rounds of rum. Tricia Saratopia, an attractive and confident deli clerk from Hampton, New Hampshire stirred about, shifting uneasily in her bed slowly, almost slow motion, touching her face and her closed eyelids with her finger tips, softly stroking her thick eyebrows and freckled nose to feel the sensation of life. It was real. This. Mia’s cries began to merge into one. Through the intensity she felt the sting of tears in her eyes. The fire in her bottom, surging with the pain of each hard swat, began to overwhelm her. The ringing sound of the paddle against her burning skin filled her ears, as did the sound of her cries. She felt like she would faint. The final pair of swats came with full force and they brought a cry from Mia that was nearly a scream. The girl collapsed once more against the table. Her breathless gasps. I waited a minute, then slipped my finger inside her panties, into her gaping pussy. Staight in. It was warm, and sticky. She had been caught out. I opened my mouth to speak, but Lucy turned around and kissed me."Let's forget about what you did to me, I'm horny and want to fuck now". Trying to use sex, so I would not catch her out. I was angry, but at the same time horny after three weeks of wanking only, and the thoughtof lucy being fucked by anotherman began to turn me on. I kissed her back.