Who was I to argue?Slowly, she slid her bike shorts down her firm thighs and around her graceful ankles. She had a narrow strip of close-cropped straw...erry blond curls around her pussy, but otherwise was smoothly shaven. She seemed to shake a little with nerves, so I moved over and took her into my arms. My penis bumped against her pussy, and she jerked a little at the unexpected contact. I simply held her tight until she seemed to relax. By now the tub was full of hot bubbly water, so I guided. I was totally surprised that she would let Jay see her in something like that. You could see her perky tits through the top and the skirt barely covered up her ass. She looked totally fuckable. She just walked over to the bed and as she did she said, "Sorry boys, this is all I brought to wear to bed. This and about three other ones sort of like this one." I don't think Jay nor I minded at all since both of us just kind of stared at her as she laid down on the bed between us. I was getting very. Megan watched Stella ease herself up from the table and, as she stood up, saw her tear-stained face and her distress as she rubbed her bottom and stepped from foot to foot. She hoped that she hadn’t overstepped the mark with the severity of her caning and was concerned enough to ask, “Did I cane you too hard, Stella, as I didn’t mean to, really. I just got carried away. I am so sorry if I hurt you too much.”Stella could see even through her tear-filled eyes that Megan was concerned about her.. Beads of sweat popped out on herforehead; her tits flushed pink; those pussy muscles of herstensed around my dick like a milking machine and starting pullingmy cum out of my balls. I rammed inside of her as far as I couldand my cum squirted from my dick like I hadn’t shot off a loadin a week. “Oh, Sam, I can feel your cum!” Ruth gasped and hugged metight to her sweaty body. My ass jerked as spasms kept emptyingmy balls deep inside Ruth’s hot pussy. I just laid.