It's sort of an introduction to our company discipline, I would say.”She pushed my coattails back and gave me a couple of pats on the butt with her ...implement.“Okay, hon, are you ready?” Did she just call me hon, as in honey?“Yes, Miss Dubin, I’m ready.”I wondered how much protection I would get from my cotton pants. She started with long swings from the very beginning, steady but not too rapid. I grunted each time, more from the impact than actual pain. I didn’t keep count but she seemed to. She gasped for her breath, when I placed her clit between my finger and thumb; gently squeezing, the nubbin of pleasure, and my other three fingers were busy groping into the dampness of her cunt. Bending down, now, I gently extend my tongue and begin a slight up and down licking on her clitoris, running down both sides of her cunt, then licking upward, sparing no time, now sucking her clit into my mouth, tongue busy licking rapidly against it. As I suck it in and out, with varying pressure, my. “I don’t know If I should be drinking anything more. I already feel a little lightheaded.” Robin said. “That’s okay” I said calmly. “You can always spend the night here and return home tomorrow morning. I won’t mind.” Oh I won’t mind. At all. She touched my cheek. “You are so kind” She stared into my eyes deeply. “What are you doing to me? I’ve never felt so confused in my life.” “Maybe I can take a little of that confusion away then?” I said, and I leaned in and passionately started to kiss. The whole thing made me uncomfortable. I'd looked polygamy up. It seemed all kinds of unfair for the women in the relationship. But then again, all that was based on the presumption that the women weren't bi-sexual. Still having a hard time with the concept of two wives, at the same time, though."Seven. Nice dresses, and we'll meet here in the restaurant. After a light meal, we'll stroll across to the ballroom. Wear comfortable shoes, I like to dance."They squealed and rained kisses on my.