I wore my friend Kates lacy yellow matching set, they were B cups so not so big it looked silly and the underwear made my already feminine butt look b...tter. I emailed Roy that I was wearing a black hoody and would be waiting for him at the petrol station and left my house with a pocket of lube and condoms. It was only 8.05 when a red Honda came into the station and stopped alongside me and rolled the window down. Inside was a middle aged man, with grey hair and beer belly. I could tell he was. I had driven to the park with my wife in the front passenger seat of our Lexus. I always considered SUVs too large and clunky, but when I had squeezed five teenage girls in the back I realized their convenience. Since Helen and Tara were the smallest, they sat on other girls' laps.The girls took the same seats they had on the trip to the park. I waited for the three largest girls to pile in first and then Tara. I was still holding Helen and guided her onto her friend's lap. She cried out as her. She tried to think of how she had earned this. Then the brush started landing on her thighs and her cry's reached a new pitch.Tears streamed down her face and pooled on the floor as she cried and shrieked. She was not aware when the spanking stopped, she only knew that it had. And now her master was gently massaging her bottom. He did not rush her, and she was grateful because she could hardly think, let alone get up and take commands. He simply ran his fingers through her hair and rubbed the. ” She balanced herself by leaning on his chest and noticed how solid it was under her touch.“Nonsense, you’re hobbling all over the place,” he said. He brushed his hand through his silver hair. “The last thing I need is you worsening that injury by climbing onto a raised table.”The table was lined with paper and it crinkled under Alice’s ass. She noticed that she was leaving wet stains from her sopping crotch. Was she that turned on by coach’s manhandling?"Boy, you really are sweaty," he said..