..”SLAP“...listen...”SLAP“...to...”SLAP“...what...”SLAP“...I...”SLAP“...say!”At this point, I was sniffling. My ass felt like it...was on fire. I felt as if I were never going to be able to walk without pain again. This spanking felt so much harder than prior ones ever had. Perhaps it was the strangers’ eyes on me. He had finally taken a break, and I glanced around. The moviegoers' eyes projected a few different things--confusion, mild concern, and the majority looked turned on. There was a. She was naked on her bed, holding a Hitachi vibrator against her clit. Under the pic, it said, “The boys are playing a video game. I wish they’d hear me moaning and come in here and fuck the hell out of me.”“Crap,” he swore. “She’s online now.”Moments later, he was letting himself into his aunt’s house. His two cousins were were playing video games in the living room and just thumbed him back to the bedroom when he asked where their mom was. Dustin heard her moaning as soon as he got close to. Everybody considered it a miracle that she had managed to excel at school and win a good place at university. About nine o’clock the television in the next room suddenly went quiet and we heard Joanna’s mother go into the kitchen and make herself a drink of something, then she came back into the hall. ‘I am going to bed now, Joanna!’ she called, ‘Good night, dear!’ Then we heard her go into her room and close the door. I think she had forgotten that I was there. ‘She will take her sleeping. ‘No idea, but he’s rather nice.’ Rosie glanced at the tall bloke standing with a glass of wine in his hand, chatting to Colonel Tavistock’s horsy wife. His face was arranged in an expression of polite interest, but when he caught the girls’ eyes, he raised one eyebrow in a discreet fashion. They edged closer and Rosie immediately spotted that her friend’s interest was apparently mutual. She melted into the shadows beside a potted palm and watched with fascination as the tall guy made his.