The plug for my front was even larger then what was already in my rear. With care and ease, I pressed the tip of the dildo to my pussy and slowly slid...it in. The dildo was not meant to be anatomically accurate, at least not if it was compared to the size of every guy I’ve ever been with. At first I thought it really was too large to take but slowly I started to relax and more of the plug slid in. Halfway in the tip of the front plug started pressing against the shaft of the rear plug. I. She pulled down her knickers in the privacy of her bedroom and saw in the mirror that her heart-shaped bottom was inflamed with the mark of heated spanking. Her skin was vibrant and alive and she liked the way she felt from the heavy-handed pounding. When she locked her door, she took the hairbrush from her dresser and managed to reach back and give each of her cheeks some satisfying whacks making her spray her sheet with more female juices than she ever thought possible.The next day, Fanny. "What is it, Sweetheart?" I asked as we both sat on the edge of her mother's and my bed. "Are things going a little too fast for you?" I wanted to help her get it out. I waited for a reply."No," she replied. "It's not that, Daddy. It's just ... well ... do you ... oh, I don't know." I told her that whatever it was, it was O.K. and she could tell me. "Well, O.K.," she began again. "You really like Amber, don't you, Daddy? I know you do. She's so beautiful and wild and crazy. I know you like her.. “What was it like, Papa Sly? You’ve shared so much with me. Have you told the other parents?” I shook my head and Brian left the room. Not another word was spoken as everyone turned their eyes toward me. Shit.“It was like John said...”“Don Sylvester, my family and I wish to express our condolences for your loss. Don Baptista was a good man and respected by my father and all who knew him.”“Thank you, Don Joseph. My mother and sisters will be pleased your family remembered them. And I thank you,.