She matches my rhythm. I begin to move my fingers faster, yet steady, and smooth. She matches my speed. She begins to wail and her eyes are rolling in...the back of her head. Her hips are bucking against my face. And my fingers are making her want them deeper, want it faster, want this moment to never end. On queue, a wave of orgasm creeps over then floods her body she whimpers and moans. She relaxes her body…then she looks at me with the same hunger and desire that was just employed on her now. Her one hand pulled me tight toward her hips as the paddle whacked the same spot on my left cheek four times before moving over to my right cheek and delivering another four to a spot on that cheek. The paddle was made of plastic, that had several holes drilled in the middle of it so the air went through the holes as Bob brought it down from above his shoulders. At first I heard the rushing sound of air before the paddle landed, but after awhile I quit listening due to the sting pulsing. His plans fell apart though when he walked into his house and was greeted by a chorus of "Hey-oh!"s. David's girlfriend, Brianna, and her friend, Amy, were sitting with James' roommates at the kitchen table, laughing, drinking, and playing cards. He decided being responsible could wait and he pulled up a chair while Mark dealt him in.James knew the girls well enough; they'd all lived in the same dorm last year. Brianna was a lot of fun, especially when she was drinking, and James had always had. Small tongue tips in little whorls as her shifted further. Grunting he moved away and stripped off everything but his briefs. Moving over her he stared entranced by the feast laid out before him. He leaned in and sucked her left nipple moving quickly to her right and cupping her with his hand. Weighing enjoying the full and firm feel of her in his hand. He kissed again. Moving down her belly. He noticed she was moving, still gently but obviously reacting to his attention. Her legs had.