"Christy blushed but didn't say anything. She felt a little flushed, heat pooling deep inside her. OK, she'd probably have to use a stick to beat him ...ff sometime in the future but for this evening she was safe. Kissing only.OK. Kissing and some petting, but that was through her clothes, not trying to remove them. That she could put up with.Paul straightened up slightly, smiling down at Christy who was effectively lying down on the back seat."Kissing only," he said in a musing voice. "I assume. They walked to a grassy area, and stopped. Evelyn told Tracy, “If you don’t want to be punished by them, I would suggest you piss like a dog.”Tracy cried and did her best to act like a dog, squatting some and began to pee. She thought, “How fucking ridiculous I must look, pissing in the front yard, like a fucking dog.”But she finally finished and tried to crawl back into the house, but once again the girls stopped her. Christina said, “No, you can’t go in until you are properly cleaned. Your. Once he got them off, he removed my shirt slowly. It was like he was surprised to see me without a shirt or something. Once I was shirtless, he unbuckled my belt and my pants and took them off. I was sitting their without anything on but my boxers. Tommy told me to stand up and he said, “I’m going to take off your boxers and we are going to go shower.” I responded and said, “Okay.” (By this time, I had the biggest boner that I believe I have ever had. Tommy was getting ready to take my boxers. The sensation of champagne bubbles within his mouth as he gently teased each of her nipples in turn. The look in his eyes as he glanced up to her, that moment of desire and a promise of what was to come. An intimate connection built on trust and time. "Master..." she moans softly, barely above a whisper. Jenny's nipples were burning, warmed by the constant teasing and pulling, the thoughts of teeth impacting and twisting, a gentle tugging of her breasts, stretching the nerves and giving a jolt.