.. yes ... but I do have to get stuff sorted out here ... though God knows that could wait ... but the message she left was simply to say she was OK, ...ould be staying with May - who's a nice woman - for a few days and would speak to me when I got back. So I don't know. Part of the problem is precisely the way I do feel about her ... of course I want to be there, but at the same time there are things we have to sort out between us and now would not be a good time for that. I mean, she's just. Little cries and moans escape your lips with each contact. Now my spanks are slowing, becoming more firm. They leave the imprint of my fingers with every stroke. Starting to quiver, you draw your knees up closer to your body. You brace your forehead on your bound wrists. Pressing your lips tightly together, you strive to muffle your cries. Again I suddenly stop and slide my fingers back down your crack to your wet dripping hole. Slipping two fingers deep inside you, I make you cry out a long. They took off like a shark was after their asses. Bobby I swam at a steady pace for two laps before they calmed down enough to swim with us.We must have swam at least thirty laps this time before stopping. Rico said thirty, Luis said thirty one. Even they were ready to sit out for a while.We were still kicking back in the sun when we heard the Murphy Jingle. Rico was the first up, then Luis was running to the back door behind him.They were happy, smiling and naked as all the women came from the. " She groaned as he stood up again. "My tits," she panted but knew it was too late. Near to tears with the humiliation, she tugged her panties back down and put her hands back on her head. Three more times the tawse slashed across her bottom. Yet again she eased her knickers up over the flaming redness."How exactly does he handle your tits?" She showed him with her own hands, cupping them over her brassiere. "With your bra on?" No, I always have to be naked when he fucks me." Take your bra off.