I couldn’t wait to find out if Eric’s fucking was any different from my own. Karen was seeming to be pretty excited herself, she kept asking me wh...t I thought she should wear. I suggested she wear one of her other cross-over tops and she suggested a short, denim wraparound skirt. Then Saturday afternoon, as I was preparing the grill for cooking later, she came out to show me the outfit. The blouse was open fairly deeply and showed a lot of her breasts. It should have, there was no bra. " Stacey shrugged her shoulders and said in an offhand tone, "Well I said it had to be memorable and I think a spanking will be." Stacey let the comment sink in before adding, "You need to decide as I intend spanking you right now." Katie was blushing with embarrassment. It was probably too late to say she was fifty seven years old nor that Stacey was twenty years her junior. Stacey was the boss which was more relevant Katie supposed. She also knew she had taken quite a bit of money over the. She had a rounded stomach with a tad bit of chub not really that noticeable though. Her hips were wide and she had thick thighs but they weren't fat, she worked out a lot since she was always home. Her breasts were probably around a 36 dd cup. Nicely sized pink areolas. She had relatively fair skin with the slightest bikini tan lines since like I said she always had time to lay out by the pool since she was always home. She had two tattoos, the one on her lower back was a tattoo of a small. Her mind raced with feelings of love and she scrambled to kick her feet out of his lap and wrap her arms around his neck and draw him into the biggest kiss she had ever given him. Other than a precursory look around the darkened harbor, the newly engaged couple was too engrossed in each other to see much of the ambiance that now surrounded the. The lighthouse itself was as individualized as their own love…as individualized as their own personalities as the kiss lingered, stopping and starting.