“Will you stop it? You look fine, and you don’t have to do anything if you aren’t comfortable. Remember, we went over this already.”I lifted m... eyes and looked up at him. “I know,” I said then mumbled under my breath, ‘I look more than fine.’“What was that?”The front door opened and Barb made an excited sound then ushered us inside. She was wearing a short sheer green dress that showed her black bra and panties set underneath. Tim and I both checked her out and it made her head go a little. What you don’t know is that I dressed tonight; I never put on any panties in anticipation of this moment. I can feel myself growing wetter as you draw closer to my cleft. I can see the wheels turning in your mind as you try and appear nonchalant while drinking your beer. It is almost like you keep daring yourself to go higher up my leg, challenging me to stop you, and challenging yourself to draw new boundaries. As your fingertips brush against my wet bare lips, you nearly spit your beer out as. I said it would take a few moments, and she could go about her business as needed.She left the bathroom, and I began to examine the holding tank. Sure as heck, the rod was loose and caused the water flow to continue. I was about to tighten it when Helen came back to the bathroom. "How are you doing? Did you find the problem?" I turned to glance at her, and noticed her robe was partially parted. The belt was somewhat loose, and it caused the bodice to retract. Her tits are saggy, to be sure, but. She doesn’t jump much, but the welts start to rise as I can hear her whimpering. Grabbing her hair and pulling her to her feet, then pushing her across the back of the couch. Her face in the cushions, her ass in the air, I go back to whipping her with the crop. The welts criss cross her cheeks when I finally stop. “ So you wanna be my cunt do you?” switching to my hand and slapping her hard. “Well then, you must want my cock inside your pussy pretty badly, huh?” Spreading her cheeks and teasing.