There was absolutely no doubt in my mind that I was the ‘submissive’ in this menage. Of course, the continued stinging of the paddle helped to rei...force my feeling of quiescence.I remembered that she’d said this was Tammy. I wondered if I would be allowed to lick Tiffany’s pussy. I realized that, yes, I would, for their mother had a contract to have me ‘pay with my ass’ for the privilege. While I had trouble imagining how the whipping could hurt more when I attended to Tiffany, I knew that it. She was promised to another.Kyra’s wedding dress was beautiful. It was the most beautiful thing she had ever seen in all her life; and it wasn’t even finished. Maggie, the seamstress her father hired to make her dress was amazing. Maggie had chosen a beautiful shade of off white. The material was so soft, the softest thing Kyra had ever touched in her life. Maggie explained to her it was silk. Maggie took every measurement of Kyra’s body. She explained to Kyra that the dress would fit only her. Some drops of rain came inside when he opened window and we felt it very good. His cock was still in semi erect position. Not hard and not very soft too. It is always little easy to take out erect cock from zip opening through underwear hole but it is difficult to put in at place when it is erect. I have noticed it so many times. After some time, it became soft and I tried to put it back under his pant and underwear but I could not do it. He did it himself by lifting his back. It was around. Doug had said something about leaving some of it in the hopes it would reseed itself and produce again next year. He said it wouldn't be as good a crop, but any survivors in the area would have a source of grain for bread. Junior and his group were going to bag some of the harvest and take it with them, some as a food source, the rest as seed.Junior looked up when the screen door opened and Shelley came out carrying a cup of milk and some cookies Juanita had made the day before. Junior liked.