Her ass meat was quivering. I could hear her crying, her voice shaking.That made it all the better as I let go with a full blow across the back of he...r ass.I ran my hand over her shaking rear end. A couple of nasty red welts were swelling up.I listened to her whimpering and then brought another blow across her butt.Kelsey was shaking like a leaf as ran my hand over her red ass. I could feel theburning red skin and the little ridges rising from the belt.I stepped back and unwrapped the belt. . Pete froze in mid-stride. His shirt now was hanging from his hand and he dropped it on the floor. Standing stock-still, his mouth open, he watched that big old cock of Randy's pump in and out, back and forth, in his wife's cunt. Susan was moaning and whimpering, her ass shaking and pumping back, hard as she could, at his best friend's cock."Jesus," he thought, "a friend wouldn't be doing that. That's not my best friend. The son of a bitch isn't even a friend. He's treating me like a sucker.. My right hand moved up and cupped her left breast, massaging it as we kissed. She didn’t have a bra on so I was able to feel her hard nipples thru her nightshirt. Worried my brother might come downstairs, she grabbed my hand and said “Lets go to my room”. We entered the room, with only a soft light on, stood there and again held each other as we kissed. My hands were massaging her ass cheeks and working at her pussy from behind under her nightshirt and through her panties. She was breathing. Over a mountain of food, my preparations for the meeting were perfect and we achieved everything we had set out to do. By 11am, we were discussing extra business we could do for our client and by noon we had made our final notes and were preparing to leave. We’d been to a local bar for an informal winding down of business with two of their directors and they’d thanked us profusely. I then realised how my boss had worked the two free days into the trip as the three guys started to discuss their.