Music blasting. Amy walks up to me touching my cock over my pants and says. “So what’s the plan now. ““ I don’t know, I was thinking we shou...d slow them down on the alcohol. Or we are just going to have 3 sick little girls on our hands. “ “ ya, they are already pretty fucked up. Sarah was stumbling into the house. I was going to get them all to eat some more pizza before we get them any more alcohol. But I want to keep the party going. I want to see you fuck Courtney in your bed tonight “ Amy. Technically he could have taken a room in the finest super-lux hotel and waited there, dined at the finest restaurants, but such things did not cross his mind.He remembered the price for a cup of coffee at the winter-sport resort terrace and was glad the prices displayed on the brightly lit field screen were much more reasonable.The friendly robot handed him a big paper cup with lid and a similar friendly warning that the content was hot. While he sipped on the aromatic and invigorating hot. I was the maid and house slave to service my mother and her friends without having sex with them. The only who fucked me from time to time was my mother for training she said. Now i was 14 years old but as a slave i was 2 years old which my mother wanted to celebrate. There was another reason for celebration which i didn’t knew at this time. My father was now ready to become a fulltime pet in real. This was the day my father should have his last orgasm in his life and should be living his life. With her spanking only moments away, Vanessa's sense of humiliation wasliterally beyond description. She wept in hopeless resignation, softlybegging for mercy and whispering "please," "don't," "daddy" and "no" invarious combinations. When she felt Rob's left arm taking her firmlyaround the waist, she tensed her entire body, knowing precisely whatcame next. Vanessa had not forgotten how hard her father spanked, norhow long he could make it last."Please, Daddy, no no no..." she cried as that.