.." I hissed, pressing back against the tip of the soothing crop. Pop. "You like this, don't you?" Andrew asked. "I... I love it, Master. It makes me ...so hot. More please. Please..." I pressed back, swaying my ass invitingly. Pop. "Good girl." Pop. "My pussy is already so wet, Sir. I'm so hot inside I can feel it pulsing." "Use stronger language tonight, Dominique." "My cunt is so wet, Sir." Pop! "Ohhh... Mmmmm..." Pressing back again, I bit my lip when Andrew reached between my legs, lightly. Kirby looked a bit sheepish, and said he hadn’t worn a bathing suit. All he had on under his clothes were boxer shorts. Terry glanced at me, then back at Kirby and said, “No problem, your boxers will be fine.” To make him feel a little less conspicuous, I went ahead and unclipped my bikini top and tossed it on the deck. Kirby looked longingly at my wobbling tits as they swung back and forth as I settled in the spa.Kirby nodded, stripped off his shirt and pants, and stood on the edge of the. It just won’t be with us, although we will still welcome your visits. You will remain our friends, but you won’t be family.”“We can give you one hint,” Jeff continued as the two looked at each other, mystified,. “We introduced you to all of us, but do you remember that Susan is Arlene’s grandmother? And ... that Di is Arlene’s mom? Look at them and think about that. And, before it even crosses your mind, rest assured that neither Diana nor Susan has had any type of plastic surgery.”“They look. "Not as much as I missed you. This week was pure hell without you." I can tell since you went to all this trouble!" This is not the half of it. Here, follow me," I said and took her hand and pulled.When we entered the kitchen, the expression on Michelle's face was priceless as she saw the dinner table already set and the long thin candles lighting the setting. As I walked to the oven, opened it, and pulled our dinner out and she saw what it was, she began to cry. Michelle was so pretty when she.