What happened to lovebirds or turtledoves? Amber asked before Brad could come up with anything to say. Oohhhh thats reserved peoples who cant stop smo...ching or who gets in a romp or 2 at night. But 3 before going to sleep and 2 this morning, not to mention I could swear something was going on in the shower just now?. Ambers face did its best to imitate a growing tomato, first it went light green, then it changed to bright red. Brad was guessing his own face looked exactly the same. H-h-how... She knew she could make herself cum in almost no time, but decided to save doing that until later. Masturbation was good, but not as good as getting the real thing.She dried and styled her hair, made up her face in the most exquisite make up and donned the most risqué black lingerie she owned. Stacey made sure her stocking seams were straight, put on a naughty but nice short black dress and capped her feet off with four-inch gloss black stilettos. Stacey felt much better now, and admired her. She was vigorously rubbing her own very sore bottom but had to eventually cover her ears to help block out the sound. She could see the Abbot staring at Paul's bare bottom as he brought his hand down again and again,she had to unblock her ears to tend to her stinging bottom again.The room was filled with the sound of the Abbot's hand striking Paul's bare bottom,by his yelling and Linda's uncontrollable sobbing. Finally Paul was allowed to stand up and bot Linda and Paul,after a few moments of. He has his hands on her hips and is slamming into her. Maggie starts to moan louder and you see her legs start to shake. Waves of pleasure rip through her body as Glens slams her for behind. You hear Beth breathing faster from her covered mouth and then you feel her pussy tighten around your thrusting cock. You know your not going to last much longer but you are trying not to cum yet. Maggie's moans die down and you hear Glen say he is going to cum. Maggie spins around and drops to her knees.