Deonimmediately spanked her ass hard and fast. "Bad slut! Bad!" he chortled as he brought his hand down again and again. "He was niceenough to ...cum in your mouth. The least you could do is suck it all down. Show him you'resorry by licking it off the floor." Lara knew that the cured concrete was thoroughly cleaned every day and, because of theouting, she had been the only one to use the showers since they had last been sanitized. Still, shethought she would die from humiliation as. "That you call yourself professional," I answered. She tried to speak but couldn't over the offense I'd evidently spoken. I went on, "You call yourself a professional, but not many professionals would go pantiless when massaging a husband with his wife on the other table and get wet about it..." You had no business even touching there!" as she tried to justify herself. "And most 'female' professionals don't have any business in the mens locker room following a massage. And most professionals. What is that?” Mark asked her.“Stress relief for me and Mom has one also. We have to move them outside and get them setup.” Toni replied.With Marks help they got both setup. Lube was put out and Toni made signs: ‘Pussy Only’ and ‘Anal Only’.At 3PM the guest started to arrive.The Anderson Family looked at the amount of hair on some of the guest and knew they had a lot of work to do. A few women stopped shaving legs and underarms for a month now. Most had hair around their cunts. Some men had. Samantha's eyes slowly opened. She was back in the cabin, laying on the couch in the living room. Abby was kneeling on one knee next to her, her face a mask of concern for her daughter. She had a cold, damp washcloth held to Samantha's forehead. It felt good. Erin stood at the back of the couch, leaning on the back and watching her best friend with great worry."Samantha, are you okay?" Abby worriedly asked as she saw her daughter's eyes slowly come open."Mmph," Samantha grunted as she sat up..