I reached over and rubbed him through his black underwear. While i was doing this, he rubbed my inner thigh, starting to slide his hand up my underwea.... Then out of nowhere he pulled my underwear down and exposed my 7 cock. Are you ok with this? he asked me. I mustve had a strange look on my face, but i just nodded. He pulled down his underwear and wrapped my hand around his 7 stick. I instictively started rubbing and he groaned. We were both still sitting, but he broke my contact with his dick. "I'll be fine, I'll drive home." Come on, you can sleep here, it's not a big deal. It's late and you've been drinking."Brian stayed quiet the whole time, rubbing his hands all over Sarah.I reluctantly agreed and followed them inside. Sarah immediately pulled him to her room. About twenty seconds later she came out with a blanket for me."You really are my best friend," she whispered to me, before she left back to her room.She closed the door as she went back to her room. Nothing seemed to happen. ”“So, Tracy,” asked Christina, “do you understand your new rules and are you ready to follow them? If not, you may leave, but the tape goes out if you do leave.”Tracy answered, “Yes, Mistress Christina, I understand the rules and will follow themMa’am.”“Good,” said Linda, “now get up on the coffee table and get rid of that ugly pussy hair. We want a bald cunt. Get busy bitch”.Tracy slowly got on the table and took the scissors and reluctantly began to snip off her pretty little curly pubic. Wilson took a mouthful of tea and looked at her daughter.Joanne thought about this for a moment before answering.“Well, I’m going to put Nick over my knee and smack his bottom with my hand and the clothes brush that Miss Mulligan should have dropped off.”“I want it done as hard as you can so that he really feels it.” Katherine Wilson said seriously.“Oh, he’ll feel it all right mum, I promise you that” Joanne Wilson smiled as she placed her cup gently on the coffee table.“And your dad? What will.