Both of them wanted it to be over. Wendy jumped in and gave her daughter eight more lashes, two on either side of her daughter's neck where a parent w...uld expect to find a hickey on her daughter's neck instead of a welt, and two to the inside thigh of each leg. All were done with no warning. Wendy just wanted to get them done. Jamie now had nineteen livid red marks on her naked body, but two of them were crossed so only counted as one. Jamie had totally botched her mom's caning too. Wendy had. She said stop and asked me to stand. MY cock was hard and peeping out through her panty to get freed. She raised her leg and touched the cock and pressed it. I was feeling good and I too pressed it against her feet. She played with it for some time and she asked to hug her. I hugged her. She was under my body and my cock was touching her crotch. She kissed me in lips and put her tongue in my mouth. I licked it and shifted to her pink lips. I liked to suck her lower lips and I bit her. A little. His finger followed every curve of her body. She had no feelings of shame or self-consciousness with him. He had told her repeatedly that he loved and wanted her body. Every curve, every scar, and every part. She believed him and she gave him what he wanted. She gave herself.She knew he was teasing her when his finger slowly glid down her tummy, circled her belly button, ran along the top of her pubic hair, then down the top of her leg. Her slight pelvic thrusts were more than hinting. We were both silent for a while, cuddling and enjoying each other’s touch. I looked at the time and realised that we needed to get ready for work. ‘I’m going to take a shower before waking the kids.’ I got up from the bed and kissed her on the cheek. I didn’t look at Rachel as I headed for the en-suite. I knew she was still lying on the bed. The door to the bathroom was sliding wooden pocket door, turning to slide it shut, I saw Rachel go by, headed down out onto the landing towards the stairs..