" Aric... please my father is in the living room." Then I suggest you be extra quiet." He spun her around and bent her over the kitchen table. Lifting...the cotton shirt, he rubbed his fingers over the wet crotch of her underwear."Ohhhh..." she gasped as she pushed back against his fingers."That's right, baby. You're already soaked for me. This shouldn't take long," he growled as the sound of his zipper filled the silence of the room. Ellen panted as the rustle of cloth behind her, let her know. "Karen, I have to attend to something. It won't take long if you want towait, otherwise I can meet with you tomorrow and I should have an answerfor you." I didn't have any intention of letting him out of my grasp; hewas avoiding me enough, and I wanted answers."Thank you; I can wait." He opened his drawer and withdrew his serviceweapon, securing it in the shoulder holster he was still wearing and puton his white sports coat. He looked as if he had been watching too muchMiami Vice and. Moving towards her I reached up and pulled her knickers down, she was very hairy.She then opened her own thighs as I got down between her thighs, my finger easily slipped inside her saturated pussy as she groaned, then my tongue flickered over her clit, “Oh God” she murmured as I lapped and fingered her, she was quietly moaning. After maybe five minutes or so she started to writhe around, and I felt her hand on the top of my head. “Oh God Donna I’m COMING” as I carried on at the same pace. “Oh. His wife’s tireless wiggles and twist moved the dainty silk further and her panty journey was completed.The Wooden SpoonYet again Ana’s submissive nature had shown through and her efforts had demonstrated her acceptance of her spanking some would say was an acted upon capricious whim. Christian planned such a breathtaking bottom which shone once again as nature had attended, a snowy-white with cheeks free of tremors.Afterwards, in hind sight she had a healthy respect for the wooden paddle which.