Robert lost the next hand and removed his boxers. My wife Kacie looked at his stiff dick and licking her lips said “NICE COCK Robert”. Marge lost ...the next hand and wasted no time in sliding off her dark purple satin thong panties and exposed her hairless pussy to me.My wife lost the next hand and Roberts was highest “what’s my forfeit” she asked. He glanced at me and then his wife before saying “sit on the table and spread your legs apart. Kacie did as she was told and he kissed her inner. Then she licked her lips."I've been thinking about you lately," she said, stroking her thighs. With every stroke, she was getting closer to her panties."Are you alone? ... Good. I want your full attention. Tell me where you are and what you're wearing." Clara listened as Kurt described his situation."I'm laying in my bed. I'm wearing a black silk robe and red panties. I'm looking at my reflection in a mirror on the wall at the base of the bed. It's a little high on the wall and tilted down so I. . which I participated in from the beginning. He and I would sit in the barn doing blind samplings of the various mixes. We would argue back and forth about the relative merits of each glass.The wine was a bit different each year. The original settlers of Dry Creek Valley were mostly Italian immigrants ... with a healthy influx of French predating the Italians by a few years. In Italy at that time it was common that famers would all make their own wine. When they got to Sonoma County they did. Crack!!! Yow!!! Right across my bottom. A crack like fire. I yelled into my gag. I jumped about, hopping on one foot then the other. For once, my nipples weren't the worst of it.It must be a riding crop, or something similar. Crack! Again. I yelled again into the gag. My hands went back to protect my poor bottom. They were slapped down."Here, hold her down," I heard. And the guest came over and held my body still, my hands back on the table.Crack! Again. I screamed into the gag. I was looking.