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“AHHHHHHHHH! OHHHHHH!” Beth cried as a searing pain lit into her
backside. “Not that hard!”
“I’ll decide how hard!” exclaimed Ellen, her brow furrowed.
At that moment, Bill, Ellen’s husband, came down the ladder from the
loft and, wide-eyed, looked at the two naked women. “What’s going on? You
guys woke me up.” He was wearing only boxer shorts.
Ellen looked up at him. “Sit and watch, if you like. You may not
approve, but I’m giving Beth a first hand look at a new adventure, no pun
intended,” she said with a wry smile.
Bill looked over at me, at the towel over my lap, my hand
conspicuously beneath it, then back at Beth’s spread legs and her gorgeous
reddened ass. He seemed to want to apologize for his wife’s behavior.
“From time to time she likes to get on the wild side,” he said to no one in
particular.
“Sit down and watch, if you want,” said Ellen.
Beth hadn’t bargained for more audience. She closed her legs,
tightly, not desiring to give Bill the same free show she had been giving
me. Ellen recognized her reluctance immediately. Instead of ordering her
to open up and display her treasures, however, she merely began massaging
Beth’s recently spanked ass cheeks with slowly kneading fingers, working
the flesh beneath her fingers like putty. She seemed to know exactly what
to do to soothe Beth’s obvious humiliation, leaning forward at the waist
and continuing the massage along the backs of Beth’s delicately textured
thighs.

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