Jake struggled to his unsteady feet and moved toward the window, staying back in the shadows of darkness, not wanting to reveal himself to those in th... room beyond.He looked into a vision of his worst nightmare. There was his little princess being raped and ravished by his best friends. Her mouth was being forced down over the huge swollen head of Harold's giant cock.There was that bastard John, sticking his hard prick into his precious baby's unprotected pussy from behind, and there was that. At over 6ft, you could see his shirt tighten as muscles flexed when he walked around the room. Just listening to his powerful voice made my nipples stir underneath my blouse. I am eighteen, 5ft3 with a petite, curvy figure. I always got attention from the boys because of my bright blue eyes, dark hair and DD breasts. However, eighteen year old boys did nothing for me. I wanted a man, a real man. I wanted Mr Carlo and I wanted him bad. I imagined him talking to me after the lesson about my poor. So I did. There was still another game on the TV, and I knew what she had in mind. I got the matress and put it between the TV and the couch. We all went to the living room, where I sat on the couch and turned the volume of the TV down to zero. My wife lay on her back on the matress and Tim, dived between her legs and started licking her. She had her legs fully spread and was holding her knees so she could expose her cunt to her lover maximum possible. I was watching from a perfect angle and. Piper and Kira were left to wonder would they be the one.Santa promised Prue's bottom was the first of her sisters,as visions of red blisters danced in Prue's head.It was Cole; she bucked on his lap with a new startled fright,But, Santa held onto her arm real, real tight.Prue gasped loudly and puffed out her cheeks looking up at Artbut it was for naught. Art told PRUE "you've got a good spankingcoming young lady" he informed herSMACK! Santa's souvenir paddle landed with a loud report on bare.