I tell you what. Why don't you take that dress, wear it somewhere appropriate, and tell me if you still don't see it?"Vanessa shook her head, "I don't... think I can afford..."Mrs. Coleman waved her to silence, "I love making dresses like that, but nobody in this town ever gives me a chance. Wear it some place you want attention. If you like it, you'll be back for more."Vanessa frowned again, "I couldn't..." You can," said Mrs. Coleman. "And, when you wear it, smile. You frown too much. You're. She then ran her fingers toward the back. She stopped at my anus. She began to finger it slowly. It felt good and then she pulled it away.She then came around to the front of me and then started to soap my chest. She is so close to me when using the soap that she brushes up against my cock. I look down and see it bouncing from side to side. She then starts to soap up the shaft of my cock then the head of my cock. She then gets on her knees and starts to soap up my leg and inner side of my leg.. .She gave them there fun then stood up bend over & started blowing another guy off whereupon the guy with the little torch (her hubby) said she likes a spanking!!!The other chaps looked a little sheepish about it but being a gentleman that likes warming a pert posterier I stepped forward run my hand over her bottom placed my right hand in the small of her back & brought my left up fast & firm to conect with the curve of her buttocks...After a few of them the guy getting the BJ was looking a. Then, when Diane made what I thought was a silly comment to me I answered her back rather sharply; which clearly embarrassed Sharon in front of her friend. Sharon gave me one of her looks which I knew meant I had overstepped the mark. Even so I was shocked when Sharon ordered sharply, “Go to your naughty spot. Now.” I was going to argue but when I saw the look on her face I quickly capitulated. I stood up and made to leave the room and go upstairs to my naughty spot in my bedroom, but Sharon.