The first thing I noticed was that she was wearing a clingy tank top and no bra. Her nipples poked through her shirt, teasing me.“Hey, come in.” S...e stepped out of the way and let me in.“I brought wine!” I laughed nervously, holding up the two bottles.“Great, I’ll get some glasses.”As Tori turned to walk toward the kitchen, I stared at her ass. She was fit, like me. And her nice, perfectly round ass looked super sexy in her tight little yoga pants.She was gorgeous. That was one of the first. As I fumbled with the buttons and zips on his jeans, Daddy stroked my long brown hair, murmuring to me.‘Yes, baby girl. You’re so good. Just apologize nicely and I won’t punish you.’I smiled up at him from my space between his legs on the floor, wanting approval and basking in the praise. My fingers brought his cock out from his jeans, my hands slowly slicking up the the thick hard length of him.Just looking at his cock made me want him inside me, in my mouth, or shoved deep into my. She was happy to charge, but it became a local tradition that if requested she will give the brushes for free in return for using one of her own on the errant offspring. It was seen by those who made the trip across her lap as simply an added punishment, whilst in fact some Mum’s merely allowed that to be the full punishment, not giving any of their own. Mrs Shackleton made no secret of the fact she enjoyed disciplining those sent to her and always set about her task with relish. Nina fell. " Like what did you think you saw?" she snapped."Martha, Martha, Martha, let's don't make this more difficult then it already is. We both know you were sharing a blanket behind my shed with that Stewart Martinelli. I must say, your titties and pussy are really quite nice looking." What were we supposed to be doing?" she questioned."Well, I'd have to say it was much more then making out a little." You didn't see anything, your just trying to force me to pay you back for what you accused my.