.. ?”“Yes and welcome,” said Grannie with a hug. “What would you like to drink?” Out of Rita’s sight there were lots of grins. Mentioning ...he elephant in the room was avoided until Grannie finished preparing dinner and emerged from the kitchen nude. In a commanding voice, she declared, “As hostess I am declaring mine to be the required dress code for dinner. Guests, put your duds in the guest room.” She figured and hoped they might not be needed until morning.The newcomers weren’t used to even. I was still in a daze not knowing what to say what to do. But my horny body was responding to his rough touch. His hand was big and rough. The feel of his rough hand squeezing my tit was sending pleasure signals to my pussy and I was getting wet. I tried to push up and get off the bed. But he put his hand on my boobs and pushed me down. “come on Rakhee how can you go when I haven’t fucked that juicy cunt of yours.” His rough crude talk and his rough hands on my soft body were making me wet. One. On the positive side, I was now in much better physical shape, having lost about 30 pounds and I think my sense of humor had warmed her up just a bit also. We began to date a little bit on our own — slowly — we'd hold hands and even managed to kiss on occasion, but we seemed fairly stuck right at 2nd base. Still, she did seem to enjoy her time spent with me now and we were now keeping our other friends happy by at least going through the motions of being a dating couple.There was a slight lull. He slowly administered twenty sharp cracks to her ass and the backs of her legs. Not hard enough to leave welts and definitely not hard enough to break the skin. Each stroke was laid in with love and affection and only stung enough to let her know it could really hurt if he wanted it to. Judy, of course cried and screamed around the ball gag in her mouth as she imagined the pain she could have been in if he really wanted her to feel it. She imagined that she could not get away from the.