There's nothing like a good southernmakeover to make a girl feel like the belle of the ball. Come on girls.Get your purses. I'm parked out back."At Lu...cy's car, Charlie was feverishly trying to negotiate his way out ofgoing. He was dumbfounded when Lucy handed him a pink handbag with a whitesatin ribbon sewn around the top tied in a huge bow just beneath thehandle."This woman is persistent Charlie. Just go with it for now, and we'll beat the cabin in a few hours. Tomorrow you'll be skiing, and. And make it snappy or I'll wake your beloved Sir up and make him do it." I was determined to spank myself diligently and prove I could take the pain so I switched the brush in my left hand.I tried spanking my left buttock but it was kind of tricky and awkward cuz when the hell have I ever used my left hand for anything? My reflection scoff-snorted and asked, "That the best you got?" I got serious and shut my eyes tight as I got back to work. I got the rhythm right and was properly spanking my. We laid there talking quietly about last night. She was disappointed that I had not let her have my cock. I had told her that one day I might give in, but, until that day she would just have to treat every cock like it was mine. I had been running my fingers over her seam pulling at her lips, working the heal of my hand against her. Growing harder, until I could not take anymore. Brittany woke to me lifting her onto my ridged shaft and dropping her on it. She gasped as it plunged into her. Her. It was perverted and just plain sick.Having been raised a good Catholic girl, Mary knew of temptation. She knew the allure of giving in to primal urges and she admitted she wasn’t exactly the best example of innocence herself. After all she did live with the boy out of wedlock. But still, mind control? Just the fact that Jack got off to stuff like that was embarrassing, she thought. But knowing he was spending time most nights surfing the net and chatting with other perverts who shared this.