.look please” she opened her red robe “You can fuck me, slap me around” she smiled hopefully“Oh I intend to fuck you, but first fetch my switc...”“No please Mary...” Chris tailed off unhappily and went to fetch the thin switch Mary favoured.Wordlessly Chris returned and handed the switch to Mary, removed her robe and placed herself on the small whipping bench by the far wall. She started to cry. Mary positioned herself behind Chris, enjoying the woman's tears. She spanked Chris's buttocks lightly. One more motion and her short gown went up. I felt my supersensitive cock set against a hot anus. The phallus got even stiffer from that. Both my wife and I understood resistance was pointless.My wife bent forward a bit keeping on slicing vegetables for the salad. I pulled her gown up, wetted the finger with saliva and started fondling my wife’s butt hole. I moved forward and the head of my cock approached to the vagina threshold. She moaned and bent lower trying to press the head to her clit.I. Next thing she knew, one then two then three fingers were inside her pussy and she started to whimper. In and out he moved them, ever so slowly, making sure she got the fullest pleasure. His pace started to increase and finally got fast. She no longer whimpered, now she cried with pleasure! If these were just his fingers, she wondered how the real thing would feel. She was getting anxious and couldnt take it anymore so she pushed him off her and got to ripping off his pants. When she finally. A skinny teenage boy came up next to me and grabbed my ass. “Wow Thomas this is the best looking hooker yet,” he hollered to be heard above the noise.I pushed his hand away as Thomas interceded. “No Max, this is Ben’s sister.”“Wow, really? Where’s Ben been hiding you? You’re beautiful,” the kid said, looking me up and down. His pupils were as big as saucers and I wondered what he was high on.I grabbed Thomas’s arm and said, “Let’s go find Ben.”Out by the pool, Ben was standing with several.