She has been able to experience a couple with my blessing so she is always watching for a likely next one. We live on the water and since it was a hot...calm day we decided to take our PWCs out for a ride. Beth had just come out of the house in her tiniest bikini, one that has strings tied in bows to hold it, on when company arrived. It was Alan, a young guy we had met a few times and I knew liked to look at Beth. He had openly admitted he found her gorgeous even though she was a lot older. He. He begins to chant in Latin, and he startssmacking my round, smooth little corporate ass with the paddle. I yelp andgroan, moaning "Bless Me Father, for I have sinned" after each hard, stingingblow. My hard cock grinds against Fr. Joe's skinny thigh, and a steady streamof lube dribbles out of my huge dick, staining his black trousers. Then Fr. Joe tosses aside the paddle and starts spanking mysore, quivering ass with his bare hand. His small, but strong hand stingslike hell as. .. I look like a tart." But I respond "No, no you look marvelous, darling." I sort of do a half assed Montalban accent, trying to see if she'll smile. Her eyes dart to me, and I see the hint of a grin, but she controls it quickly.Now for the white diamonds. I whisper "This is a perfume I like, Elizabeth. I think it's very sexy." I wave the stopper below her nose a few inches, then ask "Do you like it? Isn't it erotic?" She's still staring at me. "It's... it's so strong." She stares a few. Not exactly sexy, but not bad to look at either."Why don't you let me do that?" I said."What?" she responded, looking puzzled?"Rub your feet," I replied. Seeing her doubtful look I went on. "We've been studying muscle relaxation techniques in Phys. Ed. at school. I know how to give a good foot massage."She didn't look entirely convinced, but she said, "OK, what do you want me to do?"I wanted to say, "Rip off your clothes, lie down, and spread your legs, so I can fuck you," but I didn't. Instead.