" Doug shows me through to the ensuite. I see a basket of newly purchased designer beauty products, lotion, body wash, face creams and other pretty pa...pering things. There are hair products also and I feel touched by the gesture."Thank you," My throat constricts with the threat of emotion and I tiptoe to kiss his cheek. Doug smiles, "Take as long as you like." I strip down to my white cotton panties and plain lace bra. I am a size 8. Petite with feminine curves and a 32E cup size. I feel sticky. ”“We can’t waste this incredible chance. I ask you to trust me, just enough to listen. There is a group, upstate, eight women from that larger municipality meet. They talk. It helps.”“I-I can’t go anywhere, Henry drives...” Her voice petered off.I worried. “Did he drive you here? Is he outside?”“No. But I have to be back right away.”“Go then. I won’t risk what he might do.” I stood and opened the door. “But please, come back if you can. I-I need to talk.” My voice groveled. “We don’t have to go. I saw her reach to her cunt and play with it and I could tell it was quite full of gooey cum. It was dripping out of her onto her fingers and she would get some and then put her fingers to her mouth to lick them clean before she went back to her cunt.I was doing a good job on daddy’s cock and I could feel it getting harder, so I tried my new trick of swallowing with his cock in my throat. I would have to ask him if it felt like I was jerking him off with my throat someday. But for now, I just. There was a noise as the door opened. I remembered Toby, and looked up as he entered my bedroom and Mrs Dean followed him. His dressing gown was open and as he rubbed his bottom I saw his penis. It wasn’t stiff, not erect at all. So why was I still aroused I wondered? How come I wanted Mrs Fellows to keep spanking me? I wondered if it mattered that I was being watched and whilst I reckoned part of my arousal was watching Toby being spanked my feelings were more intense now with Mrs Fellows.