She can tell he is hard from watching us and I know exactly what Ann is thinking. She is dying to feel him too.I see her hand move across his lap and... glide over his bulge. He is clearly hard as a rock, and I know he is dying to take his cock out and give it to her. She continues to push the limit and is massaging his hard-on over his pants. The room is quiet, the only thing we can hear is her moans and the sounds of her mouth and spit slobbering all over my raging hard cock.I suggest he takes. Once we finished dinner and had a couple more beers we all headed down to the basement to playbeer pong. I had played a few times but wasn't very good but Brian insisted on playing me, I wouldonly agree if he spotted me a few cups. He agreed on one condition, that we bet on the beer ponggame. If I won I was allowed to punch or kick him anywhere I wanted, as hard as I wanted and if Ilost, I had to strip for everyone and remain naked the rest of the party. Needless to say even with a four cup. A permanent smile existed on his face as he headed home. As he did, he’d breathe in as if “reliving” all the moments from the evening together. “Mmmmmm, I loved being with you Karen,” he said aloud. “I got a feeling we’ll do that again too.” He pulled in and shut off the car. He went inside, took off his shoes once he was in his room, and then he slipped off his pants. He couldn’t get that smile off his face. He still “felt” her all over as he lay on his side as he tried going to sleep. There. “Daphne, I am so happy for you. You took your spanking very well and I probably won’t have to give you another one very soon. Don’t you agree we did the right thing?” Still sobbing, the embarrassed girl nodded her agreement. Angie was still seated in the chair. She told Daphne to turn around for a final inspection. “Lift your dress, Dear, I want to make sure you are OK, and please bend forward.” As Daphne turned around and exposed herself again, Angie took a long look at the battered, but yet.