"As I started to scold her, she interrupted me. "If you're going to give me a spanking no matter what I say, why do I have to listen you lecture me fi...st? Robert, just get it over with, without giving me a lecture." You really do need a good hard spanking," I told her, continuing my caresses. "You get 'the talk' so that you can think about how naughty you've been while you're getting your bottom warmed."I continued to scold her. When I finished, I picked up the hairbrush and gently patted her. Under her expert hand, the already hard nipples strained even harder to poke through the thin cloth. Steffi leaned back and was noticeably quieter as she themagic fingers massaged her heavy tits. “More,” Shelly asked? A nod from Steffi and Shellyunbuttoned the silk blouse and reached inside to feel the sheer bra that was being asked to do a lot of work holding all that tit flesh in place! Steffi was now squirming in her chair, opening and closing her legs, trying to put pressure on her now wet. ?Because,? he said, looking back at me, ?it’s fucking sexy.? ?God knows you should try and be sexy for him once in awhile, pig,? growled the other man. ?H-haven’t I b-been a g-good wife?? I stammered. ?No,? my husband said. ?You’ve been a boring and fat wife.? ?But that body does have some advantages,? the man said. My husband nodded. ?That’s right. You will die magnificently.? I screamed and thrashed at my restraints, the two of them laughing and. Betty laughed low in her throat and closed the door in his face.Stacy's father was near the middle of a huge bed. He was on his back. His big cock was limp and flopped back over on his flat stomach. There was a narrow strip of black cloth over his eyes and around his head.Stacy walked over close to the bed and stood there looking at his cock and balls, her mouth dry, her legs trembling. Betty went around on the other side of the bed, and a quick glance told Stacy that Betty was also admiring.