.. went the soft nates. Melissa grinned. Julia was taut as a bowstring. Understandably. For all she knew, she might be about to get thirty six strokes...!“You’re lucky tonight, slave,” she said. “Five only.”One could see the tension seep out of Julia. Five was almost like a bonus to someone of her experience. She even thrust her bottom a little higher, as if eager to receive.Slowly and methodically, Melissa laid on the strokes with all the force at her command. Julia took them exceedingly well. No. Sandra, would that freak you out if they got that big?’ ‘I don’t know. I hadn’t thought about that.’ ‘Hey’ I injected, ‘do I get a say in this? After all, it is my body.’ Terri grinned and said ‘Now you know how we feel about men trying to take charge of our bodies. Besides, we wouldn’t be talking about this if you weren’t ready to do this, now would we?’ ‘I don’t know’ I replied. ‘Oh, shut up’ said Sandra. ‘You’re doing this and that’s the end of it. I would rather have you with nice, firm. Oh, my gosh. Oh fuck, Stevie, that's it. Mmmmm-hhhmmmm, that's it, play with it. That's the way Mamma likes it," Mrs. Hardinger growled in her Lucky Strike drawl. "Oh. Lay down, Stevie. Oh, god. Just please just lay down." She was pleading now, and her tactical switch from domineering to begging increased the speed and pressure of my strokes. This was so fucking hot! Like the day before, there was no way I could've foreseen the events of that afternoon. This one didn't make me feel as weird…not. Right there... on the beach!" she gasped. "Surely Jack and Shelley could see them... if they looked... out their windows." I imagine Jack and Shelley are just as busy inside one of the cottages," Tom told her."Then my guess was right!" she blurted out her thought before realizing it. "The other couples are just like..." She caught herself suddenly and fell silent. Even her body movements stopped."Just like our parents?" Tom finished for her. "I wondered if you knew about them." I... I suspected.