What’s that mean?”“Grumpy, like you,” Jack said, desperately wanting to lighten the mood.“Very funny,” Alf snorted, but more seriously. �...Oh, the Major wants you to dress smartly in your best for walking his Lordship around. So, when we’re done here, get away and into your fancies.”Ever since his father died Jack had lived with his Aunt Rose, in her small cottage. She was surprised to see him home so early, and when she heard why he was getting changed, she laughed, “Mixing with Lords now, is. I saw a girl bouncing up and down on some guys lap, and I started to get wet. My thin silky panties were quickly soaked and I was afraid someone would see the juices under my short blue skirt. Suddenly I felt a big hand beneath my legs. It roughly grabbed at my pussy, and I was struck dumb for a moment and couldnt move. After a few rough strokes, the hand left and I turned around, trying to see who it was. There were too many people, it could have been any one if them. Someone came up behind. We wanted a cabin for three with a king-size bed. The cabin was also equipped with a sofa that made into a bed, which we would never use as a bed. The literature on our cabin showed a private deck with a sliding glass door. Hey, privacy for outdoor fucking as if my ladies cared about privacy.In mid-September, we received notice that by ‘paying in full’ before the first of October we would get a 5% discount. The ‘scare quotes’ refer to my justified cynicism. First off, the 5% was only off the. I brought my camera into shooting position quickly so as not to miss anything else. He was using his big hand to repeatedly lay swats on Maddie's back side. Remembering my mother's observations from the still photos I had taken during a previous spanking of young Maddie I noticed how the teenager's cunt was glistening with her own juices.When Mr. Brown was done spanking her Maddie stood in front of him dancing from one foot to the other obviously very aroused and needing an orgasm. Mr. Brown.