They were sick of all the kids that they grew up with.They had been just hanging around at the town pool and going to parties in the evening. They bo...h were trouble when they were together. They liked danger and were always hitchhiking up on Route 18.They liked messing with the truck drivers. It was just a boring night for the two girls. They were both buzzed and wanting to have some fun. They liked to take their tops off and fuck around with the guys in the big rigs.They liked living on. I could feel my pussy juice all over his back. "I want you to clean me up. Take me to my bed."He did as I instructed. I dismounted and sat on the very edge of the bed, my legs spread wide with my heels still on the floor. "Now, come and obey me, lick me clean!"Like an submissive servant, he crawled over to me and, still on all fours, gently touched my pussy with his tongue. "Hurry up, I don't want to get pussy juice on my bed." Although he was sucking and licking for all he was worth, I knew it. It’s not that I had never been spanked by Mother before, or that I had never pleasured myself before, but this time it was different. I don’t know if it derived from physical contact or just the friction of my pussy against my jeans, but I was aroused. Not just your average arousal, but my panties were soaked and desperately trying to keep it a secret.The spanking went on forever, it seemed like. I was still trying to fight off my anxiety, as I was switching frequently to the extremes of. Each time, I'd feel on both sides of the lump, but did not find my allowance."Daddy, I can't find it. Where is it?" I asked. I kept feeling around the lump but found nothing but the lump."Well, it might be under that big lump, use your fingers to move it around and see if you can find it," he answered with a crooked smile on his face. I noticed he had leaned back some, and continued doing as he instructed, pulling the lump back and forth in his pocket. After a few more tries, I was about to.