She then pulled down her shorts and the boy shorts that she was wearing. She slid the thong up her body and adjusted it in her beautiful ass. “How d... I look?” “Fucking sexy, baby doll.” She giggled and ran over to me. I picked her up and drew her into me. I kissed her long and hard as my cock began to grow in my pants. I lowered her feet to the floor as I continue to kiss her, my hand reached up and undid the bra that I had just moments ago done up. Once her bra hit the floor my hand came up to. "Same to you," Hildy's father grumbled.He folded up his paper and sat back in his chair. Jim lowered his hand."Well, have a chair, young man."Jim unzipped his winter jacket and pulled one of the wooden chairs from the table."I hope I didn't track in any snow from outside," he said as he sat down, though he knew he'd been careful not to do so. "I would have taken my overshoes off, but all I have on under my boots are my socks and..." We'll mop up anything after you and Hildy leave," her father. That's Julie, God whats her name - you know, that model - the one we used to call Julie 'Jugs' because of her gorgeous tits?" he said, finally making the connection."Hey - watch how you talk about her" Terry said defensively, "she also happens to be my fiancee now. You are correct though, that IS the Julie that I've just been telling you about. She doesn't do modelling anymore though; I stopped that as soon as we became engaged. I'm not having any girl of mine showing everything she's got to. Oh crikey, she thought. How could she turn this down? Two of the girls she most fancied and had masturbated dreaming about in bed. Dreaming about their bare bottoms which she was already so fond of spanking and caning. She loved the feel of both bottoms after a spanking. Hot and red. Even seeing the raised wheals after a caning set her heart beating. Now she had this offer. Take them both in the shower and discipline them later. It was too good to pass up she decided. “Okay,” Mrs Hunt replied.