Justin smiled at this, here he was able to please sexy older women, it was a sex dream come true.She through her head back and ground away on this exc...llent young cock.Suddenly Sara stuck her head through the door, “Alright you two, drop your cocks and grab your socks,” she said loudly.Everybody laughed at this.Sara said, “Is he doing alright, because we can punish him if he isn't.”“Yeah he's doin alright,” Pam said panting a little, “we haven't been at it that long.”“Fuck him!” Sara said. Her entire conscious mind was immediately and completely filled with the burning pain in her bottom. As her cry filled the room, it was joined by the swishing noise of the cane as it flew through the air and landed where the paddle had just been. She shrieked as the cane fell four more times in rapid succession. There was a pause and then the sound of the paddle's meaty splat filled the room again. He continued to alternate between the paddle and the cane while Yvette cried incoherently. He. “Shes drunk, and the house reeks of dope & Jim Beam. Does that qualify as 'okay'?” I ask, sarcastic. He pulls me out of the chair to give me a hug. I love getting hugs from Daddy. He's so big and warm, and I feel so safe with him! “I'm so sorry this has to happen to you, Jazz. I hope you can forgive me...” he trails off, his hands running lightly over my back. Oh my, that feels wonderful, don't stop...I think lazily. His fingers rest on the curve of my ass, massaging tiny circles. “Its okay. The words ran through my head over and over as I swiped between the photos she'd sent and within seconds I had shot my load. Really I should have continued the sex chat to see how far it would go because I now lay almost completely uninterested in sexting as her messages continued. I stopped replying and eventually she stopped texting. I would tell her the next day that I had fallen asleep. With that in mind, here me and three friends stood in my living room. We had each just shot our load into.