Moments later she was back in the kitchen, angry with Frank. "There isn't a shower in my room," she stormed at him, "I thought you said I could shower...as often as I liked?" You can. The shower has its own room; I'll show you, but first..."With that he upended Helen across his knee, lifted the edge of the tunic to bare her beautifully spankable arse, for she had no underwear which seemed normal on Csadia, at least for women, and gave her three very sharp slaps on each cheek."That may teach you. Dee is surprised by my outburst and then laughs when he realizes what I am talking about. "No babes I'm not. But I'm sure we can give you a taste of what you want."I'm so excited to leave the store and get my spanking but we take forever cashing out. But while I'm walking ahead of Dee, I gasp in surprise when the belt makes contact with my ass. The sting bites through my jeans but it only makes the ache between my legs worse. Once we leave the store I'm ready to jump him right in the middle of. I began to recount some of the holidays that I remembered. The first Irecounted was the holiday we had at Oban in Scotland where it rained allweek. Next came the summer mountain holiday in Switzerland where Dad gotterribly burnt legsI felt her hand twitch a bit. She didn't open her eyes or say anythingbut I'd got some response so I continued recounting the happy times. Theholidays progressed to the one we had in Jersey and how much fun we'dhad on that tiny island."I remember that," said a quiet. His mom's hips and belly were next, his fingers slippery over them, tingling at the feeling of wet, slick skin. Bubbles grew multi-colored in the golden bush of her pubic hair, and Jerry went to his knees to wash her pussy. Her thighs excited him, too, and he stroked them up and down, then proceeded to her calves and ankles.Her feet were small and fragile feeling, and Jerry scrubbed them with enjoyment. When he started up her body again, the warm water ran over his own stimulated body and.