‘So nice to meet you again Frida’. I took his hand and noticed just how big it was compared to mine. ‘Like wise’, I returned courteously, our ...ingers lingering. I was wearing a body stocking with large meshes of diamond, under a black dress and without undies. I was under orders from my husband to be nice to the point of docility, he was to do whatever he wanted and I was to sl**p with him if need be. For most of the evening I was at his beck and call, preparing myself for the inevitable fuck,. “Speak of the devil!” Lindsey said as she strode towards Katie and hugged her. After several minutes of pleasantries Katie and I excused ourselves and headed to our room to unpack. “What are you going to do Lin?” I asked, trailing my wife who had already entered our room. “I’m not tired so I think I’m going to pick out a movie. If you get bored come and get me. Maybe I can help!” she said with her consistently wicked smile. I shook my head and rolled my eyes. “Okay, you just wait here. I’ll. At the very instant her fingers touched her clit Julie was startled into a high gasp that made no sound as the door swung open leaving her exposed to the man standing before her in a very compromising position.It was the milkman, he stepped into the frame of the door and leaned against it cutting of her only means of escape. “Please don’t stop” he told her but she had already crossed her legs and was futilely trying to conceal her gorgeous body with her tiny hands. One arm reached down to cover. Beg for them, like I had to.” I do. I beg my sister to spank me. To spank me hard. And she does. Wickedly. Every one low on my ass--my sit spot--and they get harder as it goes on. Or is that my ass getting sorer? By the eighth, there tears start. By fifteen, I’m crying good. Begging for her to stop. My ass can’t stand it any more and I start moving to get away. “Naughty naughty. That’s going to cost you extras. It’s nice that you’ve got the paddle and this strap-thing right here--that should.