" And," Connie agreed, "Willie handled a little more than $275,000 last night!" With that kind of responsibility, no wonder he had a limp, limber ding...s!" Miriam chuckled, reaching to tweak Connie's right nipple."Keep your sexy hands to yourself! Don't start something you can't finish!" Connie chirped, recoiling with mock indignity.They were silent as Mavis freshened the drinks. Then Connie pouted, "Willie says the guys are going to play poker Monday night; he hopes Phil gets home and will join. You know those camera zooms in movies when the subject gets bigger and the background gets smaller? Julia felt it happening now, the grocery store shrinking, and her pussy getting bigger.The man squinted like he was running the scenario through his head. His eyes flashed and he looked around, checking up and down the aisles. No one, just the ever-present security cameras overhead. Julia looked up at the cameras too. If someone was watching, that made this all even hotter. She kind of hoped they. By the tenth swat, Dan begged her to stop. Bethany kept on. Both women enjoyed seeing Dan frantically kick and twist with each subsequent swat. His shouts served as a testament to Bethany's skill at wielding the paddle. By the twentieth hot swat, Tasha had come to orgasm. When the count had reached thirty two, she again climaxed. Finally Bethany delivered the final paddle stroke. Wham! "Thirty five!" "AAAAAAAAUGH!" She allowed five minutes for Dan to recover and get ready for his caning. As she. “I know what kind of ‘nap’ you have in mind. We still have things to set up.”Melissa crawled out of the tent and pulled me with her. Susan reluctantly emerged as well.“Okay,” I said, “we’ll play later. Someone needs to string up a clothesline, and we need to get a line into a tree to hang our packs.”“Why?” asked Susan.“Animals,” said Melissa. “You hang the packs and anything else that smells in a tree away from the camp. So raccoons and bears don’t rip them open at night or follow the scent to.