Without looking round to see what I made of the show (she surely knew), she raised her right hand from the elbow, waggled her fingers in a playful far...ewell, and walked off leaving me staring at the door she had left open behind her with a strangely dry sensation in my hanging-open mouth. I am not sure how long I sat there but I must still have been showing the effects of this display of precision buttock-clenching when Fran drifted into my line of sight because she looked concerned and asked. ”An Hispanic gentlemen stepped onto the stage and William handed him the paddle. He made no attempt to warm up, but instead immediately began swatting missy’s ass. Each of his blows resounded throughout the arena and missy yelped slightly louder with each swat. She had tried to go into the pain, but each winner had a different style and it takes several swings to get into the pain. Missy was starting over every five swats.Again the crowd gave a short round of applause for his efforts and. ..long strokes from base to tip, his eyes never leaving hers, she could see his cock begin to thicken as his hand moved rhythmically back and forth, her towel slipped revealing her breasts, she could see the excitement in his eyes the glass cloudy from his breath, her hand went to her breast, she began to massage the soft flesh moving closer all the time towards her nipple her breath quickening, she could feel it swelling rubbing her palm over her nipple her legs almost buckled, as she looked. Deal?"Defeated, she agreed. "All right, all right. Next week." You're the best, Jeri, thanks!" Yeah, yeah." Her voice fell to a mutter as she pulled the coverall's sleeves back on. "Never fucking mind Faye's birthday party. Never fucking mind the beer and the stripper I chipped in for. Eliot, go get that spare engine. Meet you at the Charmer." Okay," her p-dac agreed blithely, and jetted out the door on buzzing turbofans."Shut up," Jeri told Tim before he could start.Sounding as annoyed as a.