' Jo thought to herself.Jo was surprised how wet she was getting. She stepped back and let the negligee drop. He looked long and hard, running his han... over her tits as he did so. She took his hand and put it to her wet pussy, he explored freely, at last able to do what he wanted to do last night. While he explored her wet pussy, she undid his jeans, as they dropped to the floor he stepped out of them. She guided him to the bed and lying next to him took his erection in her hand playing with it. Oooh..one….two….ooh please not so hard…thurEEEEEEeeee Joan was swatting harder and harder and by the time I got to 25 I was crying like a baby. Ohhh my poor baby, said Joan. Does babys heinie hurt? Pull down your pink panties and let mamma see. I lowered the silken underwear to my knees. Uhhhmmm. Looks like some more would do you some good. Thwack! Thwack! Thwack! Thwack! With Joans last comment she began a rapid rain of blows on my poor suffering bare bottom. I was crying like a baby. Finally. Well ... what difference did it make? He was the kind of guy I might have expected Merilee to be going out with.The last time I had talked to Merilee was Tuesday, and I didn't hear from her until Saturday afternoon."Hi, Dieter, I haven't heard from you all week. Are you all right?" Yeah ... sure." I didn't add anything after that."Are we going out tonight like we planned," she asked, not sounding too sure of herself."I don't know. Will Harley be coming too?" I asked, waiting for the. But I do expect my daughter to be home before her curfew.”Mom sat there silently, nodding to agree with dad from time to time.Dad continued. “My curfew is for your protection Meagan. Nothing good happens around here at 2:30 in the morning. Your mom and I have been up worrying ourselves to death about you.”“I just lost track of time. I didn’t realize how late it had gotten” I said, desperately trying to make up some excuse – any excuse to get the lecture over and get to bed. I was.