The leather made contact right across the bottom of the jean's back pockets. Megan let out a sound of surprise at the strength of the stroke. Crack. T...he second stroke came in higher than the first. Crack, Crack. Megan banged her right hand in a fist against the table and buckled one knee. She quickly pulled back into position, without saying a word. Crack. This one brought on a muffled grunt. Crack, Crack. "Own," escaped Megan's lips and she stamped her right foot. "Good, so we are starting to. "Got it," she let me know.Then she cleared off the table, and laid down on her back, on the table. I got on it with her, and laid right next to her. I put my right hand, on her right boob, and we made out again. I was gonna tell Roxanne about this, that wasn't bullshit. I guess I thought if I did find Sofie attractive, I'd fuck her once, and get it out of my system. I wasn't gonna tell her that though. With one hand, she undid my blouse completely. She put that hand onto my boobs, and slowly. Thank fully there nothing interesting was on TV and she decided to play with her dog.‘Does my doggy want to play fetch’She lifted her foot from my face and swung her leg, her flip flop flew to the other end of the room. ‘Fetch doggie’. I ran quickly act like a dog and fetched her flip flop using my teeth. She lifted her foot slightly and I put her flip flop back on her foot. Then I shook my imaginary tail waiting for her to throw her flip flop again for her dog to fetch.We played like that 8-10. "No Ryan," their mother said firmly. "There is nothing half about Jennie. She is wholly loved and wholly welcome." Then she raised her voice. "Come on everybody; dinner's ready."The dining table in the kitchen was crowded to capacity this evening, but no one seemed to mind; it was family after all. There was gentle 'competition' over who should sit next to Jennie. Other than Paddy, of course. It ended up as a two-sided contest between her oldest and youngest sister with Nellie emerging.