“Yes daddy, I understand.”He pulls the teen over his lap. She squeals with his first firm strike to her ass. She has to be playing it up, her shor...s must have cushioned most of the blow.He gives her half a dozen good strikes. “Now young lady, I’m not sure this is a proper punishment.”“No daddy?” She says, trying to wiggle her cute ass.He slides one hand under her shorts, squeezing a delectable ass cheek. “Ooh! Daddy!” She squeals excited.“That’s right. Though this should help.” He says yanking. She couldn’t help but admire the younger girl’s breasts, her cheeks, her hair that fell about her face like dark cascades. What was she feeling? Why didn’t she pull away from her? Allison’s eyes fluttered open. Now they were staring at each other the way awakened lover might. There was no remorse in their eyes though their drunken state had long passed. Allison’s lips quivered. Her head rocked forward. They kissed, alone, in Nate’s bed. Mel was the first to pull away. “What are we doing?” “I. However, my proudest purchase was a metal suspender frame, it fixed to the industrial runners on the roof. Attatched by a mechanism that meant that it could be spun at any angle were two more metal bars, like a fork stretching outwards. These suspended a rectangle frame with rounded egdes (kept in place by two more handlebar mechanisms, that could lock in place). The rectangular frame had tie hooks for arms, legs, head and extra ones, all of which were on rails and could be assembled anywhere.. “Please! Give me a chance to explain.”“Bobby?” Bob could sense disaster approaching, too. He was only too aware of how excited his daughters were that their brother lover was coming home. He’d been servicing them (their term for it) alone and the demand on his time and energy had gone way up as it got closer to the day Bobby was expected home. That had more to do with their heightened level of emotion than being more horny for Daddy than usual, but he was exhausted, and he was happy that Bobby.