" In the ladies' room?"I rolled my eyes. "In the building, I mean." What about calling the cops?" Why?" Well, you could..." She trailed off. "I see wh...t you mean," she finally said quietly."I don't know that Fred even saw the guns," I said. "And whether he did or he didn't, so what? The best is that they take me seriously, get some descriptions and put out an alert. Which gets me a big fat zero. They sent one team, so they pull those guys back and send another. It was one thing when all I had. She was not only surprised by the speed of the beginning of her spanking, but the power of his hand elicited a very vocal ’owwww’ from her mouth. Andrew then began alternating from one butt cheek to the other, and the force of his blows didn’t lessen one bit. Soon Cindy was crying out with gusto at each slap, and tears were streaking down her cheeks. At some point, just to add to her misery, she felt one of Matty’s hands reach under her to grab onto one of her nipples and begin twisting it. ” She replied, “It doesn’t matter if your gay or not. Who cares? You’re a bottom bitch and that’s that baby!” She began to pick up the pace slamming me harder and harder saying, “Close your eyes baby and imagine I’m a real man back here working that ass of yours. Picture real balls slapping up against you ass. Imagine there’s a line waiting to fuck your brains out - a real gangbang.”You could hear her body bouncing off my ass fucking me like a porn star. The slap, slap, slap of our bodies set. I'm normally slow to anger but when I become angry I am hell on wheels to deal with. I was rapidly approaching that point and I think she knew it. By the time we got to our campsite Jean was beginning to apologize for her behavior. She said, "Oh, Honey, I'm sorry. You know how I get when I get hot and sweaty. I just hate to feel this way and those guys seem like really OK people. They were funny and fun to be with and they said their wives were out wandering the camp so I know they wouldn't.