I don't know what the other investors woulda thought of that but we never said nothin' to 'em and they never asked. As long as they was gettin' their ...hare, I guess they didn't have no problems with how we run the business.And little Charlie wasn't so little any more. He was thirteen and it was plain to all of us he was gonna be a big, strappin' man. He was already almost as tall as I was and he wasn't skinny, either. Between playin' football at school, workin' hard in the garden after school. You tease me with the soft leather, lightly caressing my cheeks with it, you slide it around my thigh, pulling it tight and releasing it as if it were snake coiling around its prey. It makes me so turned on, the feel of the leather and the burn of my ass being slapped. You slowly pull the belt across my ass and I squeeze my eyes tight, knowing what is coming. You tell me that I am such a dirty girl, as you get your belt ready. I bite down hard on my lip as the belt lands on my ass. CRACK! I. I had assumed that this escalation was a normal progression in sexual play by two people who physically enjoyed each other. Looking back, it was more likely another sign of Carol’s growing need for more sex. I had wanted us to live together, but she had said no, using my need for privacy and space in which to work on my graduate degree as an excuse for her to stay in her own place. According to Jill, many of Carol’s sexual adventures took place in her apartment, and that’s why Carol wanted to. . She spoke dirty to our daughter and told her to get ready for the best ass fucking ever and exploded on me and got off. Almost without missing a beat our daughter grabbed my cock and straddled me like her mother had facing away from me and suddenly sat down on me like I was nothing in her ass! My baseball bat thickness simply went all the way in and she started doing it over and over and I grabbed her tits and kneaded her nipples and she said calmly... ' Daddy I love to be fucked this.