They went upstairs and instead of going to her own room, Liz followed her Dad into her parents’ bedroom. Closing the door behind them, Liz locked it...“What are you doing?” he asked.“Sucking you and loving you got me so worked up and you fell asleep. You didn’t do it to me on the beach and now it’s my turn. Now you’ve got to do it to me, please, please, please Daddy” Liz begged him.She moved quickly to him and threw her arms around his neck. He tried to move back but she held tight. Her mouth. Bend please.' There was no command about taking off my trousers, and I was so in awe of her that I immediately complied. Now a slipper is not actually a slipper but a gym shoe with a cruel plastic base. 'Six of the best, I think.' she said and the first came down on my bum with a loud WHACK. It stung but was nothing I couldn't take. Five more followed in rapid succession and, by the end, my bum was feeling warm and the glow was transferring to my prick which was now standing straight up and. Come on then, let's join in I said to my wife, and pulled her skirt down and then peeled her pants down to reveal her hairy cunt - shaving was the exception then, just catching on in the porn world. sister-in-law, I'll just call her Julie from now on to make typing easier, smiled and turned opening her legs to show me her even hairier hole. 'What about you she said?' 'Come on, let's see what he's got!' With that the pair of them, laughing, de-baggged me and pulled my pants down to reveal a. Katie agreed and Bill gave her a quick rundown of the usual routine for someone specially assigned to the bridal suite. It seemed pretty straightforward, nothing much out of the ordinary, just priority attention and the added power of being able to command the kitchen staff if any unusual culinary requests should be made. Bill assured her that their probably wouldn't be any, that they usually just stumble in drunk, have a 'quickie' and fall asleep. How romantic, she thought, a drunken quickie.