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"Me either," Jennifer whispered after breaking the kiss. "I wouldn't mind putting you over my knee one more time either, Steven."
"Or I could put you over my knee, Mrs. Doyle," Steven stated.
"Absolutely," Jennifer said. "That works for me as well."
The three of them stepped out of the pool. They picked up their towels and they dried each other's naked bodies. They dropped their towels on the patio deck. They held each other's hands and walked inside the house. The meat on the dead barbecue grew cold. The damp towels sat there on the patio. The sun dropped and the warm twilight gave way to night.
The sounds of colliding bodies behind closed doors filled the dark house. The cries of joyful pain, following the sharp strike of hand against skin, echoed in the corridor to the bedrooms. The powerful climaxes of the older lovers were heard through the adjoining walls. And then the whines, the groans, the words, the laughter and then the explosion of orgasms from the 18 year olds bounced around the interior of the home, but were unheard and unknown by the outside world.
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