“Hey…do you know what Debbie wants to do?” A moment of silence, “Yea Wendy tied me up and Debbie is…” Silence again as I am sure my husb...and is either saying blowing you or fucking you. “You sure your cool with this?”I stopped for a second and took the phone, “come over now. Wendy needs a cock in her as she eats me out.” I hung up before he could argue. He did come over and fucked her good. We were younger then and he did get it up quickly and actually fucked me pretty good as well. I. I don’t wanna sound rude or nothin’, but it should be a guy who goes to talk to her. It’s bullshit, but it makes sense.’ ‘Any girl going in there right now just feeds the rumor mill,’ Art agreed. The group agreed to let Benga go talk to Ms. Martin the next day, then they split for the afternoon after also deciding on a movie and time for that Friday. Gail and Todd exchanged kisses, as did Pat and Keith. Pat was getting better and kissing and found herself enjoying the sensation quite a bit. It. Miss Marshal (Janet to everyone she knew not from work) was at the airport lounge getting a little pre-flight courage. She wasn’t a great flier, but she knew with a couple of drinks, she would be okay until the plane took off and she could get a couple more in flight. After finishing the second Long Island Iced Tea she got up and leisurely made her to the gate. She showed up 2 hours early so she had plenty of time. Feeling a little tipsy she looked around to see if James had made it on time. . There was a brief moment ofsilence, then the swish of the paddle through the air. Thwack! "Count them out you little shit," said Joan. "Oooh..one....two....ooh please not so hard...thurEEEEEEeeee" Joan was swatting harder and harder and by the time I got to25 I was crying like a baby. "Ohhh my poor baby," said Joan. "Does baby's heinie hurt?Pull down your pink panties and let mamma see." I lowered the silken underwear to my knees. "Uhhhmmm. Looks like some more would.