” I leaned forward and down until my nose was nearly touching hers. “...a nasty little girl?” Her face, already red with anger, suddenly flushed... more deeply and she looked down and muttered, “Yes...” I raised my hand, still hidden under the back of her shirt, and gave her a smart slap on the behind. Her gaze jerked up to mine. “Hey!” She tried to pull away but I held her to me with my left arm and continued to move her around to the music as if we were dancing. “That’s for being a nasty little. “Looks like your good lady wife is getting screwed pretty well herself,” Phil noted now with some amusement.“She’s a great wife. She deserves the pleasure, no doubt of that,” I grinned as Jen moaned in ecstasy from being taken in public.“I love that no one needs rubbers ... at least not for that. If they want them for birth control, well, at least that will save the industry. I hope. I don’t want anyone out of a job, but I’m also tired of STDs and HIV. So is Heaven, apparently, from what you. That spanking was getting you off. Wasn't it!"I wriggled a little in embarrassment, the undeniable truth being that she was right. I was well on the way before she arrived, and for some strange reason the thorough spanking she'd administered had done nothing to diminish it, quite the opposite.She was obviously still somewhat riled, and the silence was palpable, she suddenly shuffled around on top of me, sitting now on my lower back, her breathing still deep and harsh as her fingers without. I kissed her lips, whole face, earlobes and went down to her neck. She had a tingling sensation. I was also pressing her juicy watermelon boobs at the same time. She was feeling horny and excited.In no time, we removed each other’s t-shirts. She was wearing a black bra. Her skin was so fair and whitish.The alcohol had totally took over us and we removed the remaining fabric on our bodies clothes and became naked. She started feeling shy and was trying to hide her boobs with her hands and.