He gently pulled her over his lap and before she had time to prepare herslf he landed the first hard slap. She yelped. Another slap,it was harder than... the first. Again and again his hand came down;he was taking his time,the slaps were measured and hard.Orla began to cry out and then came the tears as her bottom began to react to the hard,measured slaps. Oral felt her bottom was on fire,it stung a lot and she tried to move to prevent the Abbot from hitting her in the same place,but to no. Whilst we were catching our breath, we sat close together, still nude, laughing excitedly. John started to caress my wife's breast - no permission asked - he just did it. My wife leant into him, and they started to kiss and grope. Mary came over to me and, without a word, bent over and put my (recovering) prick in her mouth. I immediately moved into a position where I could maul her tiny but wonderful tits and feel inside her astonishing cunt. The other two were also intensifying their. We will take things slowly, but you have to be willing to bend to my will.”I looked down, feeling so embarrassed. I didn’t even want to admit what I was going to say next to myself, much less to him.“The things I like, James, like being spanked, are not normal, and I don’t know how to process what you did to me or deal with my feelings that arose when I woke up a few minutes ago,” I said honestly.“First, we are two consenting adults, Melanie. ‘Normal’ is whatever you and I choose to do together. ” I followed her over to the table in the room where she had a bottle of champagne sitting in an ice bucket, along with a second glass. I took off my jacket and hung it over the back of a chair. I looked around the room. It was your basic Holiday Inn style room, with a single king size bed, a dresser with a television bolted to it, and a small table with a couple of chairs. A pair of small armchairs was in one corner facing the television.Sophia handed me the glass of champagne. “I’m not so.