“Yes Daddy, I’m sorry, I’m so sorry, I can’t control it!” I snatched off my black leather belt from my trousers and put the ends together as... fast as I could—smack, smack, smack! She squealed in pain and delight and I was absolutely amazed. “This can’t be happening…” I kept thinking and finally, zoned out. Seven times with the belt to her behind “smack, smack, smack, smack, smack, smack, smack!” She gasped and clenched her ass-cheeks from the pain and with all her heaviness, slammed herself. "What's up?" Well, I decided that I wanted to let my hair down a little," Jessica told her. "Actually ... a lot!" she added. "Last time we went out together, I bailed on you because you were going into that club where you said things could get a little rough, a little wild." You sure?" Jenny asked pointedly. "Because I'm going there Friday night in fact, and you're welcome to come with. Still have that I.D. I got you?" Yep," Jessica said. "And yes ... I'm sure." She added with finality."Cool,. "Like it?" Oh, yes!" I kind of thought you would," said Tina. "Lots of girls don't drink spunk--but they don't know what they're missing." It sure is delicious," agreed Linda.The two boys were attentive, interested at hearing such depraved conversation from the girls.Tina shifted over and licked Linda's lips. There was nothing homosexual about it, of course, since she was licking jism from Linda's mouth."Want to taste Clyde's cum?" Tina asked. Without waiting for a reply, Tina stuck her tongue. Josephine next to me up front in a thin flower print dress. Low cut showing off her massive décolletage. Abby, Constance and Clara squeezed into the back. Abigail wore tight shorts and a crop-top. Connie had a short skirt and a blouse. Unbuttoned far enough to show off the edges of her bra. Clara wore her dark grey dress. Though she had on lingerie underneath. We were headed into town. Specifically to a sex shoppe. The girls were astounded by the walls and shelves covered in erotica. Clara was.