Watching a 'Disciplinary Spanking' is more fun when you're bent over and receiving some smacks at the same time." How about it, Donald?" I ask. "Care ...o buy a girl a drink? I'm getting pretty thirsty, and the club didn't allow me to bring any money." I'd love to," he replies. "But, I just promised this cutie here 15 swats with the paddle. But, if you come back in about 15 minutes I will be more than happy to buy you a drink." Well, I'm willing to let you do more than spank my ass in exchange. It was an instinct which Merilee enjoyed, so she wasn’t about to complain. To be touched that way—it felt good.With her pelvis so tightly against his, Merilee could feel Len’s erection even through the denim of his jeans. Oh, it’d been months, over half a year, since she’d been with someone, and it suddenly felt even more like a torturous eternity. She tugged at his shirt, feeling for the top button without looking. When the shirt was gone Len reached for hers, tugging the t-shirt up and off to. I figured if I bided my time and waited long enough the other people would just leave. Finally, after what seemed like hours, they finally did and Judy and I moved into her room by ourselves. We lay down on her bed together, mostly just continuing our conversation from before. But things eventually turned to more personal matters. Somewhere in there…I don’t remember what triggered the move…I turned to her and hugged her. She returned the hug and the hugging quickly evolved into kissing. Gently. Denise gave her veil to her stylist. He made a French braid first and then attached the veil to her head. She had a flowing veil that went straight down her back. Denise looked gorgeous. "You're going to look like a princess," Jackie announced. "That's the plan. Certainly not a virginal one." All the girls and the stylist broke out into laughter. Denise hadn't been a virgin in a very long time. The girls then got back into Denise’s SUV and went back to her house. Sandy, the make-up artist was.