I was torn between the guilt of his touch and the excitement of this taboo encounter. "You really think you can tease me and get away with it?" ... He was beyond turned on now. Pulling his hand out of my jeans, he tore them open and yanked them down to my ankles, he drew his hand back and spanked me on my already dripping pussy. He bent me over and spanked me over and over, pounding my clit with his open hand making me twitch and moan with each strike. I was thrusting my hips. "Thought you would be over it by now." "Over a good dick?" Lauren shook her head. "Never." There was a moment of silence between us before I saw the devilish smile that I knew so well. "We got an hour right?" Lauren smiled. I merely nodded at her as I watched her walk around the table. She was wearing a black skirt that came down to her mid-thigh and boots that came up to her knees. A tight-fitting gray sweater covered her impressive chest. Slowly she went down to her knee's in front of me.. I loved it so much, I wanted to do it again so the next time Diego called, I told him how much fun I had and soon we were at it again. Later Diego wanted to bring a third guy in and I was a apprehensive. Why mess with it? Adding another guy could ruin the great time we were having. But Diego wanted more. So I told him it was the same deal. Same kind of guy, same setup, same play. When I met the third guy, I didn’t think he was attractive, and he seemed like he knew what was up, so I didn’t. As soon as he did the latter, Marshamade her initial forays with the men. That, at first createdconsiderable tension, but Marsha had a way of intimidating the guys tothe point that they began to accept her as being one of their own. Inthe back of each of their minds, the men no doubt were happy theydidn't have Marsha for a wife. They had to wonder if they would haveany better luck standing up to her than Ted did. This self-realizationhelped the men take a more sympathetic view of Ted and so the.