I let him smack me twice more and I feel like I’m dripping into my panties. Yes, I like this. He releases my head and I think he might be done, but ...e’s now tugging at my panties with both hands. I look back and he’s ripping my panties with his teeth. Once he’s got a small tear he pulls them apart again. The sight of it almost makes me come and I face forward. He smacks my bare ass. Yes. Fuck, yes. It shoots through my body. There’s another smack. I want to say yes, yes, yes, but something’s. They helped put in the tables and chairs that Knocker hadacquired ashore and installed the two beds in the girls 'workroom'.Michael and his Bettys put up velvet curtains for privacy across theentrance to the workroom and strung coloured festoon lighting to add aparty atmosphere. A record player and a selection of records wereacquired and speakers hung in the corners of the room.Then work began in the compartment below. First a ladder and hatch wascut in followed by ventilation and air. I see wisdom in you and I pray you see it in yourself.’ I put out my hand and we grasped wrists. ‘I only possess the wisdom I have seen in you,’ I stated, ‘I pray it is a long time afore I have need of it.’ I saw my mother’s eyes water as we stood before each other. Father and son, bonded as one. They knew my pain and tried to share it. I could ask no more. My mother placed her hands over ours. ‘We will welcome Angelica into our home,’ she said clearly, ‘she will be loved as best we can. I pray. Instantly my fingers push your panties aside, and to my surprise, you spread your legs a bit and two of my fingers enter your very wet snatch. I slide in and out, I hear you catch your breath, I continue finger banging you, and we are at the top. My hand exits as you walk off the escalator, turn left and get on the final escalator.I sniff at my fingers, and believe when I say they smell delicious. I leap forward, my hand under your skirt and as you stand there, your legs are already apart in.