He got an idea and was amazed at his own perverse nature. He wondered how far he was going to try to push this. He wondered how far he could push this...mother."Linda, come here," Bill ordered as he released the nipple. "Kneel down beside me. Susan needs to be let down gently but that is your responsibility too."Linda knelt at Bills side obediently, but her eyes never left the painfully hardened nipples of her oldest daughter."You work on that breast and I will work on this one," Bill instructed.. I still had no idea why I was dreading the changes when Angela left for college.There was no sense in just sitting around worrying about something I couldn't even begin to understand, let alone control. So off to work I went.It was close to 5:00pm by the time I had finished up with the mowing, trimming, and washing both vehicles. I sat in my recliner resting as I thought of my predicament. I guess I would lose my truck to James once he started college. I might just buy him a used smaller truck. She was feeling something she had never felt before and she was loving it!“You are a cheap slut who loves getting punished. You’re just a dirty little cum-slut!” With each statement he spanked her. She wasn’t moaning now. She was just quiet, her mouth open, her breathing quickening. No sound escaped her lips but he kept smacking her again and again. Ass cheeks, thighs, pussy lips, he left nothing. Her whole buttock was red. Her thighs were red. Even her face was red with passion!He realized. ” I heard Stan laughing, and saying, “Yeah, like they will think I can get anywhere with…” and his voice trailed off. The next sound I heard was Stan saying, “Oh, yes,” and he began to moan.I strained and listened intently to the phone, and was sure that I heard sounds to indicate Sheila was sucking his cock. Stan began moaning more loudly, and called Sheila’s name. He said, “I never dreamed this could happen.” To which Sheila stated, “You can thank my husband. He brought me in here earlier to.