After Charlotte was done combing her hair in her bedroom, she went into the living room and sat on the sofa, reading a book while he purposely sat on ...the other sofa opposite of her, pretending to be watching TV so that he could see her panties whenever she got careless. It had been more than an hour. No matter how careless Charlotte was, she’d only exposed just a little glimpse of her white panties. Jeff could only see a little sneak peek occasionally as she would often keep her knees together. The ages ranged over a wide spectrum. And the activities ranged from mutual jack off to group gang bangs and fisting. The bathhouse had 5 floors: the first floor with a check-in, locker room, sauna, showers and a large Japanese-style bath. The second-5th floors had long hallways of individual rooms plus a TV room, toilets, showers and group dark rooms.My first visits were tentative as I needed to figure out the layout and the "signals" given out in the hallways and showers. As a foreigner, most. After not to long i was on my stomach in the shallowwater unable to move with him kneeling on my back. When he got off me he said i should probably go home he didnt even get up to walk me back home. The next morning i woke all tired out after my parents had gone to bed and my brothers had gone off to do their own things, I streched and made breakfast and turned to see Terry standing in the doorway, "heydude your little bro told me the backdoor was unlocked" I didn't mind as he normally popped. By the way I was reacting, I knew my wife would love these hairbrushes. Spank, Spank, and Spank! “Now for the last and biggest one. It reminds me of a real paddle, it is so big.” Spank, Spank, and Spank! It really stung and it warmed up my whole lower body. Then I heard the door open. “Sorry, I didn’t mean to disrupt you,” someone said. “Be sure to demonstrate the new bath brush we got in. The men are buying a lot of them.” “Good idea. Can you bring me one?” “Sure. Be right back.” “We got these.