She started to pull my jeans down to knees and I willingly let her.I stood and down they went, she eagerly gulped my cock back up and started to make ...e cum. Her on her knees and my cock in her mouth, I started to reach over her back and finger her from behind.Her pussy was so wet and warm, lips swollen and she squirmed and moaned as worked my fingers in and out.One then two, deep in all the way to my knuckels.She was wet and trying to suck my cock, and when a truck passed by us on the left,. He noticed the light coming from a door that was slightly ajar. He stopped at the door, and looked in. There, sitting at her makeup desk was his Eldest Daughter. She was brushing out her long dirty blonde hair, with a brush. She was wearing a silk nightie that was blue in color. She looked so beautiful there.Donald’s kids were always the best. He knew he had the most beautiful daughter. Everyone would tell him, they would say, ‘Your daughter is the most beautiful daughter.’ they would tell him. I didn't really have an object in mind; I just let my hands go on autopilot, with minimal help from my mind. Eventually, the picture was of a human, then later I noticed it was of a girl. It wasn't until Miranda walked came over and stopped and said, "Wow, that's a beautiful picture of Valerie. And judging from the look on your face, a look you don't show often when drawing, and the way this looks you must really like her."I was confused as I took a close look at the drawing. Then things became. The 36-year-old watched Emma, her 17-year-old-daughter, turn and pick up her knickers. She cringed when she saw the twelve wicked red lines across her bottom. She watched her daughter ease her knickers back on over those weals and it brought back memories of those times she was caned when at school. She heard Emma gasp as she let go of the elastic of her knickers. Emma gave her mum one last look and Elizabeth saw her daughter’s tear stained face. Emma walked towards the door, rubbing her.