Her husband then untied her and helped her stand."Okay, now I definitely need a shower." She said hoarsely. "Do you need help getting into the shower?... Jim said."I'll manage." She said walking into the bedroom.Terrance and Sean were starting to get dressed when they heard the shower water running. "Mind if I join her?" Trey asked. "No, go ahead that's fine and make sure she is okay. She is kind of wiped out." Jim said. Terrance and Sean were dressed and walking for the front door. They thanked. At that point she appeared to have a seizure. She had been kind of stiff and unused to someone touching her. I stopped what I was doing and she managed to tell me not to stop keep massaging. For another minute or so she was all tensed up and trembling then she relaxed and turned to mush. She took a big gulp of air and quietly told me that was the best orgasm she had ever had. I told her that nothing I did had been anything but the****utic with firm touch and that I didn’t understand how she. We walked the girls over there kicking them in the ass and slapping them all the way. We were both very pissed off but never hit them harder than a girl should be hit. Just hard enough to make her know she's a girl. We thought of ourselves as gentlemen. We made the girls pay for a room and took them upstairs to it. There were two beds and we put one girl on each on elbows and knees asses arched up in position. Then we began to whale away. Christ I spanked her. Every time the memory of her. After I calmed down he pulled them out and brought them up to my face, he poked at my lips. I could take the hint, I opened my mouth for them and sucked them clean. ‘Oh wow.’ He said, ‘you look like you really enjoy that, how about putting those great lips to better use?’ He grabbed my hand and moved it to his tent. He held it there for a bit, long enough for me to realize where it was and start rubbing a thank you. Soon just rubbing wasn’t enough for me. I pinched his fly with my little.
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