If only her bottom was stinging so much already. After quite a while Nina heard her Mum order, “Right Nina, it’s time.” Monica chipped in with,...“Yes, come on Nina, don’t be bashful. Anyway, I always thought I should have spanked you that time you were rude to me. Remember Lynn, when Nina was 16? She was so naughty that day.” Nina’s Mum continued, “I do indeed Monica. What a good memory you have.” Nina remembered that day. She had snapped at Monica but her Mum dealt with her by giving her a. Perhaps she understood Elle's hesitation. (Or, Elle thought uncharitably, perhaps she's too distracted to notice.)"You're not okay with this, are you," Tom asked her one night."Okay with what?" she said. At the moment, they were lying on her bed, sated and satisfied; his hand idly twirled through her pubic hair. "Tom, you've played with my pussy a hundred times before, if you really think that—" That's not what I meant," Tom said.Elle had known what he meant. But she didn't want to start. "Dinner... uh... dinner is going to burn," she stuttered in warning and then kissed Sam's lips quickly and pulled reluctantly away from her to hurry back to the stove.Sam sighed and sat down at the table, her eyes never leaving the pretty young woman. Several times Sally turned and smiled at her, grabbing the back of her tee shirt as if to try and cover her half bare butt. It wasn't possible.Sally cooked up some hamburger and added barbecue sauce to make "Sloppy Joe's". She opened a couple cans. "Wow!" Dorothy said. It was the finest display of backsides she had ever seen. Every one of them was so perfect that she wanted to touch them. As if reading her mind, one after another of the small men drew near and let her touch their backsides. She spanked many of these tight buns and had to kiss several others. "A girl could go crazy in a place like this," she said, rubbing her cheek on a particularly smooth derrière. "Aha!" came a coarse voice. The air had become chill, and all the small.