Garrett then rose to his feet and pulled Chelsea’s ass towards him. She looked hesitant and I guess any woman used to only a 5 incher would be scare... of a cock the size of Garrett’s. He slowly pushed the first few inches of his monster into her pussy and she started to whimper. It was plain to see she wasn’t fully ready for it. “Stop! I need to turn around.” Chelsea flipped over and pulled on his cock a few times. She didn’t seem at all scared but instead somewhat anxious. She cooed as she. I pulled at her top and she raised her arms so that the flimsy material could slide off of her easily. She lay with an arch in her back as I lay down with her and I could feel that sensuous warmth as our bare stomachs touched and joined with each other. Our bodies began to move in time, a slow dancing rhythm that could stretch on for eternity, an endless satisfaction of peace within us. I reached behind her back and pushed at the clasp that held her bra in place, its soft cotton and flowery. "Like! Does a schoolboy like summer vacation? The three of you look better than winning numbers on a lotto ticket." I answered.I think my lotto comment confused them but no one commented obviously knowing by the lustful look on my face I thought they looked fabulous."Kim bought everything using her husband's credit card." Vicky told me also twirling around for my enjoyment."A woman just can't go to the racetrack without a hat you know, it just wouldn't be civilized," explained Kim."We decided. She knew my name was Pete, but this was quite a dominating form of address. Down into the cellar, we went.“Get into the cell!” And I was bundled into the prison cell with the barred gate slammed shut. I could see Gloria then getting things ready. She selected a birch and swished it with drops of water splashing across the floor, and then she picked up a gag. She came over to the cell.“So young man, you are to be birched today, here in the punishment room. Six strokes I see. But I will be the.