Really do not need anything more” Samantha said after a moment, munching thoughtfully, watching as Robin took another bite of her pizza.There it was... Robin thought, not unhappily. She was getting used to being told what to do, and to be of service was actually one of the more enjoyable parts of her new psyche. Taking a last bite, Robin got down off the table, and kneeling, pushed Samantha’s legs apart, opening up her sister’s sex. She began to lick and clean up Sam’s upper thighs, before. She broke the kiss and began to peel herself off of him. She said something and then started heading back towards me. Not saying a word, she pounced on me and we embraced into a kiss even more passionate than she had just shared with the other guy."How was that for slutty? Are you ready for your torture to end?" Are you k**ding? That was the sexiest thing I have ever seen. You don't have to ask me twice. Are you ready to go back to the room?" You get us a couple more drinks and meet me back at. Mother Ethel took great excitement in spanking the bottom that now looked up at her. Mother Ethel was excited by the cries of the girl as she brought her hand down again and again on firm bottom of this very naughty girl.Mother Ethel had now been spanking the girl for twenty five minutes and enjoying every minute. It was only when Mother Ethel decided the girl had been properly chastised that she allowed the girl to stand up."Thank you,Mother," the girl said meekly."My pleasure,girl,now go and. First, the only proof I could accept would be to see it with my own eyes. The question there was two-fold: Could I handle seeing her with another man (or men) and what would I do if it was true. That prompted a third question - did I really want to know? As far as I could tell from looking at other marriages Viv was pretty much top of the line as far as wives went. Did I really want to jeopardize what we had over something that had apparently been going on for some time and that hadn't hurt me.