He pushed another finger in my ass & pulled me towards him. His lips left mine & holding his dick he eased a littleof the head into me. Once firmly co...nnected he shifted his hold, to my waist & began to nudge deeper and upward with short strokes.I could feel my cunt opening stretching impossibly and as the engorged head finally pushed in, I let out a scream. He held my waist & pushed more. Then he stopped as my cunt was stretched to maximum & he was finding some resistance. He waited for few. He quickly realized that he was humming "Chelsea Smile" by his brother's band. He scrunched his nose and laughed softly, water tickling his chest. He wiped the water from his eyes and called his brother's name. "Can you get me a towel?"No reply. The only sounds coming from Oli were panting, and moans of his brother's name. Oliver hadn't heard, also hadn't registered Tom was calling him to hand him a towel. "Fuck Tom...UGH!" Oli's hips shot up as he palmed his erection, still moaning. Even. We took turns in the shower, dressed, and went down for breakfast. After we ate, Rob, Dad, Vince, and I went to Rob’s house. The women took Vince’s Suburban and went to Jenny’s house.Rob and I connected the trailer to the truck and went to the basement to get his gear. Dad and Vince sat in the kitchen with Rob’s dad, talking. In the basement, Rob showed me his Thompson/Center Encore. He showed me how easy it was to exchange the barrels. We packed Rob’s guns in two hard cases. He took three. “What home is complete without one?” Her smile was ear to ear as she scurried off to our bedroom.She returned moments later with our paddle. It was about a foot and a half long and wrapped in leather. Emma took it from Jess and ran her fingers over it. As with most of our toys, it was handsomely made.Turning it over, Emma laughed out loud as she saw the opposite side. Imprinted in the leather was the word “SLUT”, mirror imaged. When it struck the skin, it would leave the word momentarily etched.