Give her a good smack on the ass.” She said, in a very calm voice.“What!” I said in surprise.“Like this.” Your mother said as she raised ... hand and slapped Lorna's rear. “Go on give a good smack.”Lorna had yelped at the contact and wriggle on my lap. The sight of your mother's bare breast and the wriggling, caused my cock to rise even more. I figured what the heck and gave her a good slap, over top of the short skirt she was wearing. Lorna protested of course, but your mother held her. With the flex of his bicep hepulled the cork out and began pouring the golden bubbly into thefrosted crystal glasses I was holding. My long Jet Black feminine nailslooked awesome against the golden champagne bubbling in each glass.We took a seat together in one of the cushy double seated loveseats.The loveseat was polished to perfection and the cushions were coveredin the finest red leather. I crossed my million dollar legs to hisdelight and he slowly ran the edge of his glass up and down my. DP me. That would be so hot. I have been masturbating to that fantasy since I got my pubes.”“Tina, you know how dangerous that is? They could beat you up or shoot you or who knows what. Even if that didn’t happen, they could still give you AIDS or herpes or some other STD. That’s a dangerous idea.”“Well, I wouldn't catch any diseases, since I would make them use condoms.”“Yes, but do you have any? They don’t do you any good on the chemist’s shelf.”“Of course I have them. I brought some. . I think that's an excellent idea. If you guys would give us a hand to hang out our sleeping bags to dry while we finish hanging up our clothes, we'll grab the food and we'll join you."Henry hadn't exaggerated; the fire was nice – not too small but not so large as to drive everyone deep into the woods. Pete, who was naked, as was Thomas, had a big kettle of water boiling and he handed everyone a cup of hot cocoa while Thomas distributed blankets for every one."Okay ... the best way to get warm.