What do you think about that?”That got Hannah‘s mind thinking straight away as to what such a contract would say, and she replied in a thoughtful... tone, “I suppose.”Hannah continued, “It would be quite straightforward. It would be a list of rules and if you broke one then I would spank your bare bottom with the spatula.”Hannah asked in a quizzical tone, “Wouldn’t that put you in charge rather than let me be spanked when I want to be spanked?”Liz replied, “On the contrary, you would know the. It is as if I had hit an undiscovered switch, the effect is electric, in an abandon, we crash together as climax meets climax, I come, deep inside of you, feeling your muscles contract around my cock, milking it as your own come runs down my shaft, soaking me. A tear escapes from the corner of your eye as you tell me how good it was. I am speechless, dumb even, the intensity of what we had just experienced had left me bereft of language. That first time was for me,. No reaction at all. But the really odd thing, they say, it's not reactive to magnetic lines of force. They just go around it. No, not through it, and it doesn't absorb them. They just go around. So does that give us a clue why that monstrous big mystery on the island doesn't show up as more than a fuzzy blob on our survey or satellite gear?" Yep, I thought you'd agree. Okay, getting back to that penguin's message about Hawthorne. Something stinks. It creeps me out. What is the connection. I had no idea why they were kissing or why they were touching but it made my little cock ache so badly. When they stopped kissing they each took off their bottoms and I was amazed to see how flat they were. All I had ever seen is my naked body and I had no idea what lie under their clothes. They had no cock, just a line between their legs.I watched them touch each other between their legs. It was strange to see but exciting. I noticed that their fingers looked wet but figured it was from.