That bastard wasn’t going to let her pretend, even for a second, that she didn’t want this, that she was an innocent victim. If she wanted him to...spank her, and oh, God, she did, then she was going to have to beg for it.With a valiant effort, Marie choked out, “Please…Sir, will you…” Her voice came out a trembling whisper, and it didn’t help that she was talking into the table, so it wasn’t surprising when he said, “What?”She turned her head to one side and tried again. “Please, Sir—”“I. I had never been to it, being new to Shermer, so it was one surprise after another. We took our time. Holding hands, we wandered under the oaks looking at the gaudy designs picked out in colored lights, then between corridors of fancifully decorated Christmas trees, and finally through the botanical garden’s formal pathways, which glittered with tiny white lights. It was relatively warm in the greenhouse, so we settled on a bench tucked between climbing tropical plants. James had been talking. He'll feel a warm sensation that will radiate as if just below the skin." She poured a thick oil into her long, slender hands, then clasped mine to to spread the oil into mine. Indeed it felt pleasantly warm. Brianna then guided my hands onto my fathers back, and had me massage him starting from the shoulders. As she guided me, I could feel her large breasts push against my bare back, and one of her legs moved to the outside of mine. She was so tall she hovered over me, and her breasts. “Well before you fuck it Vicky, you have to eat my pussy,” she said as she squatted over his face. She spread her outer lips open and said, “Here Vicky. Bite my clit-not too hard-oh that’s great.” It was clear Vicky was not experienced with cunnilingus and Tina instructed him in it.Tina reached behind her and stroked his dick, which was hard and seemed to strain under the engorgement of the blood. . “Vicky this feels like a piece of granite, it’s so hard,’ she said. Suddenly, his dick jerked.