"I gave him a quick kiss then looked up and smiled. "No, you won't."A perplexed expression came over his face. "What do you mean I won't?"I raised my ...hand to his cheek. "I mean I have decided not to wait any longer." Karen, are you sure?" Very sure. Erik, I love you. No, no, I can't say it's permanent, but I do love you. And I want you. I want you to take me, make love to me." Then I had to add, "Unless you want to wait longer."Just as seriously he looked at me. "Karen, I feel the same way. I. Then she grabbed the back of my head and kissed my full on the mouth. I tasted my whiskey on her tongue."I've wanted that for so long" she had a throaty whisper. She took my hand and led me to the elevator.We held hands as she took me to her floor. My hand let go and slipped under her skirt. I cupped her full ass and found she was not wearing panties. She shifted and spread her legs. I slid my hand there and found her wetness. I saw her close her eyes and she let out a deep breath.We finally. Spank my ass. Oh please — harder," Danica gasped as the flail rose and fell in carefully measured strokes.The next strike was indeed harder. "You little tramp — trying to get in my husband's pants. I should flail you alive," Francine sneered as she brought the flail down several more times.She grabbed Danica's knee and flipped her over. Danica rolled over hard, landing flat on her back and bouncing on the bed. She could hear loud screams of pleasure coming from the next room as her bottom. "Anything else, I'll take to mean that you love it."My body trembled, I bit down onto the sheet and stayed silent."I knew you'd like it, slut-boy," Hope said with a giggle.Then a rain of spanks came down. My back arched, my toes curled. I yelped and squealed like a bitch, my body shifting with every spank. As the pain intensified, my feet kicked up and down onto the sheets. I was too humiliated to speak and too horny to ask for it to stop. My buttocks began to throb in red hot agony, but I.