Christine cried out and began to sob right away. Mark gave her a moment to regain her composure and asked her how many more. Her reply was, “Please,... please, no more with that.” Mark replied, “Alright, Christine. That’s fine. Now, I want you to stand up and have some time in the corner to think about your upcoming punishment.” He helped her to her feet and escorted her over to the corner of the room and brought her wrists up to the back of her head. He left her there and stepped back over to the. The cribs, we bought in haste, were practically grown out of, so we planned to sit down and discuss what came next.We stopped at a Dairy Queen to get everyone an ice cream cone. I wanted to take everyone inside, but the girls suggested we stay in the car – so we did. The moment the little guys were handed a cone, things got quiet. The power of ice cream!I remember taking all five of them to Foster's Old Fashion Freeze, to give Mary some time to herself. We'd often all go to Little Black Sambo's. I went down to her pants and started kissing her beautiful navel. I could literally smell the wetness of her pussy while I was down there. I unbuttoned her jeans and pulled them down. She had worn black panties which looked so hot on her. I leaned my head forward till the tip of my nose was inserting into her panties and I sniffed it. Her wetness was so arousing. My dick was rock hard ready to tear my gfs virgin pussy. I started humping her with our underwear still on and she seemed to be. The first couple of hands played out as would expect, everyone had about the same luck. I lost my top and my socks, my mate was the same and my wife had lost her socks. Then my wife lost again so off came her top, she still had on her white bra but her beautiful big tits were getting closer to being out in front of me and my friend. I lost the next hand so down came the jeans. Then wife lost her next hand. I thought of would come the skirt and leave her with her bra and pants on but to our.