I don’t think it’s a good idea.” Charlie’s hot tub is usually the place where the parties end up, generally after most of the guests have left... and just a core group remains. We are traditionally some of the last to leave of the pre-spa group, departing about the time that everyone starts to head for the hot water. We’re always invited and encouraged to join them, but in the past we’ve always politely declined; it’s just not in our nature – either Allison’s or mine – to get naked with a bunch of. .. When we got back home and we were getting out of the car it started raining so I told Carol to strip off in the car, and she took off her dress right there and then and walked really slowly across the car park and in to the house and straight to the toilet and waited for me to bring the enema bag and all the other stuff and when I got to the toilet she was bent double over the bath and said 'Go for it now I am so horny and I really need you to shove that huge nozzle up my arse and fill my. He bent his head down and licked a nipple and then opened his mouth and took as much of my boob into it as he could. He sucked hard pulling the aureole taut and I felt his teeth nibbling on the nipple as he sucked harder until it became almost painful which was beautiful and I grabbed his head and crushed it against my breast. He came up for air and then repeated the action on my other breast and nipple while pinching the first with his fingers. I knew my nipples would be sore in the morning. Tara was mesmerised at the sight unfolding before her. ‘Over my knee girl,’ the warder said her eyes not moving from the wispy triangle of pussy fur now on view. Becky moved to her side and bent over, her arms stretching for the floor as her head sank downwards, the ponytail conforming to gravity and swinging forward. The warder wasted no time, her long hand swatting the peachy orbs now dancing on her lap, Tara watched in stupefied fascination as they turned gently pink then red then crimson.