She paused. "Mr. Smith, I think I have something you don't, though it might be hard to imagine that. Think about it later. Think about the one emot...on I'm consumed with, day in and day out, and when you name it, try to remember the last time you felt it yourself."Just then John walked in the room. Natalie immediately stood, head downcast."What's the punishment for sitting on furniture, Natalie?" he asked calmly."Thirty lashes, Sir," she whispered."Go prepare yourself for them."++++For some. Dave was sitting on the bed with a Hornsby Golf shirt on today with the same Blackheath hat when his father came out of the bathroom.They ate a quick breakfast before going to the course. Dave hit balls for fifteen minutes to get limber before he went to the practice green to work on getting the green speed down. He putted until his name was called to go to the first tee.The wind today was very strong and it was right in his face on the first tee. He hit a good drive down the first hole ending. "Dressed like that? Surely not. Don't be shy, what's your girlyname. Let's see, judging by the dress I'd guess you're a Candy?"I blush with humiliation and desperately think of a name finally coming upwith the name of my first girlfriend. "Bev ... Beverley," I stammer."Okay, Bev it is."We make small talk for a short while and then he asks if I want to havesome fun. Of course I don't but I reply that I do and he takes my hand andleads me to the toilets. As it is a bar the toilets are not. I glanced over to my wife and saw her bikini was around her ankles and she was arched back against the wall rubbing her pussy. After seeing this I turned back to Samantha and began finger fucking her hard. She began to moan crying out ‘don’t stop” fuck me baby, fuck me’ I reached up and grabbed her breast pulling her nipple ring gently. She started bucking and moaning and I could hear my wife against the wall moaning in unison. Samantha grabbed on to my head and held it between her legs till.