Donald, mesmerised by the sight of his sister's pert derriere had to be reminded what he was looking for."Point out her rectum, Donald." Spread your c...eeks Helen." Said Donald, softly.Helen looked over her shoulder at her brother and gave him a strange, challenging, look.A look that Donald interpreted as 'make me'.Without saying another word Donald flicked the cane upwards, striking the lower part of her cushioned rump. He'd taken great care to avoid her fingers and hadn't swung at anything. She handed me her panties and looked amazed as I held them up to my nose and took a deep sniff, she then giggled as she saw my cock move under my shorts as the rush hit me from her sweet musky aroma, “Mmm daddy, you better wash your shorts too” she said smiling, how could I refuse such an offer.I threw her panties into the machine and slipped off my shorts throwing them in, “Wow daddy” she sighed as she looked down at my cock standing loud and proud again.“Let’s go find you some clothes” I said. The mirrors were little help to me to get the view just right. The center of my vision is gone, but I can see clearly around the edges and used that to expose my ass in those shear panties I wore. If Pru hadn’t come to my ‘rescue,’ I would have given you more to look at.” She giggled. “At the best time, I would have ‘discovered’ my stuck skirt and would have extracted it by pushing my panties down and exposing most of my ass to you all. She ruined that for us. But ever since, my shorter skirts. Tom didn’t know what to say. Tom’s dad was a doctor, and from stories he had been told, he knew this was not going to end well. After about 15 minutes, the doctor came out, took Karen’s hand. Without saying anything at first, she knew.“Mrs. Peterson. I am so sorry ... his injuries were just too massive, I really wish we could have done more.”Karen just fell on Tom, wailing and crying. Tom took her to a room where she could just let it all out. After about an hour, Tom said. “Karen, I will take.