Thomas gulped. Even the thought of sex was kind of intimidating. His memories told him what was supposed to happen, but also gave details of the range...of performance that was possible. He couldn't help but worry that he would be a poor partner and that Elizabeth would be severely disappointed in him.When Elizabeth lay down and pulled him on top of her, his fears were affecting him so badly that he wasn't even hard. He felt her hand slide between them and he froze, silently praying that his cock. .. down boy!” I said as I tried to get up to straighten my self up a bit.Mark had slid his hand right between my legs, leaned forward and started kissing me on the shoulder. Boo let go of my breast then eased himself back against the armrest of the sofa. He put one foot up on the cushion and slid it in behind my ass. He spread his legs wide open and started stroking himself.“Oh come on Joey!” he said as started rubbing his raging hardon through his drawers. “You can’t be so cruel that. "There there my little clothesline, you've done well. Let's give you a nice bath. Claire now reeked of sweat and latex. She was desperate to be clean.In the bathroom Claire's arms were still numb so her Dad helped her to undress which was difficult as her skin was so hot and clammy. Her chest heaved in relief when the corset came off but she got embarrassed again when she was naked. She moved her hand to cover her vagina and breasts but her Dad grabbed it."Would you prefer it was covered in. I always come first for you. If you'd thought there was even a chance you wouldn't have it ready on time, then you shouldn't have fingered yourself." "I know, sir. You're right. I'm sorry." Just then, the insistent ringing of kitchen timer alerted her that the meatloaf was ready. To her relief, he stopped spanking her. "Finally. Show me you can still be useful and go get my damn dinner." She got to her feet gratefully and went to the kitchen, preparing their plates. The spanking had been bad,.