Truthfully the sound was WAY out of proportion to the power of the blow. One of the tips I had gotten off the internet was how to cup my hand in such ...a way that the sound of my hand hitting her ass was magnified. The effect was more psychological than physical, but the results were the same. By the fifth blow, Sandy was yelping with each swat and whimpering in expectation of the next. By the seventh blow the moist warmth rising toward my hand as it connected, was giving away the nature of her. Sweat was running down my body, but it wasn’t because of the 95 degree weather. It was because, in a matter of minutes, the love of my life, Kent, would be stepping off of his naval ship for the first time in over 6 months. As I stood waiting with all of the other wives and families, I looked back on the day he left, and how he had promised to return safely in 4 months. When that day had come, similar to today, I had stood in this same spot waiting for a glimpse of him until an officer informed. Melissa allowed herself to sway under Desire's lustful urging. Tilting her head to one side, she felt a hot flush roll over her skin as Desire put her tongue into her ear. Desire's reached out and cupped Melissa's breast, gently pushing it up, feeling its texture and weight. Desire delighting in what she could feel beneath Melissa's dress. Melissa moaned. She had known heaven, and still felt the burning passion Desire's touch gave her. Both girls stood up, and Desire put her hands around. You haven't seen her for about three years now. You kept in touch via e-mail for a few months after college, but those eventually died off as the two of you got wrapped up in your lives. Your graphic design job kept you quite busy and Anna had some Marketing job that took up all her time. You had almost forgotten about her completely when this snowy December night came along.Anna was standing in the doorway, white snow gathering on top of her strawberry blonde hair and her face was slightly.