Do you remember what happened?" I asked. "You were up there fighting the bear when we saw you. We came as quickly as we could to help. You fell just b...efore I could kill the bear"."You and what others help kill big one?" she asked in an unsteady voice. Her voice had a lyrical ring to it, but it was a high tenor or low alto in pitch. "I see only you, the boy and these women. Where are others? Are they at cave, helping Mugli and Monaton?" The two in the cave are dead. I'm sorry." I replied.. Of all movies to watch, it was a crazy Christian “apocalypse” film called “A Distant Thunder” or something crazy like that. It was worse than the cheesiest horror films ever made, something that wouldn’t even rate a drive-in double feature back in the old days. It wasn’t even worthy of Steve Reeves. Why Melanie wanted to watch this bizarre, poorly produced, low-quality “end times” movie, I had no idea, but I had to admit that the actresses were cute ... at least back then, in those hippie. I re-lubricate my fingers three times during our break, and she doesn’t complain at all about this part of the process.And then the paddle is back in my hand. She immediately starts to cry again, and with the eleventh whack, the screaming agony begins anew. This is followed by more begging and blubbering as each whack burns into her ass. It lasts 10 more minutes, and I am so sexually excited, that I have to begin having her. I put the paddle down, and kiss her face again. I open my robe in. John joined in and said that jerking off was his favorite pastime. Frank said that he bet he could cum faster then John or anyone for that matter.Nahhhh, said John, I can cum faster then anyone. Cannot, said Frank, I can cum in a matter of minutes. So what, said John, I can cum in a matter of seconds.How about you Tim? How fast do you cum? Asked John.Well I said, I’ve never timed it, but I can cum pretty fast I guess.Hey, said Frank, I’ve got an idea! Why don’t we have a jerk off.