The Company’s dress code for women are see-through pantyhose during spring and summer, so that’s not the problem. The light, or lack thereof actua...ly, from being under a table was.Chris was just about to lean back in defeat, when suddenly he hears Alex’s voice from above: “Getting a little inquisitive down there, ey Chris? I assume a hero like yourself deserves a little reward for such a superb performance” Chris can feel blood rush to his checks from being caught.Alex starts to pull up her. She was impatient to see something ... get somewhere... be a camper. At the same time, the gentle swaying of the horse was comforting, and the absence of all sound, save the clopping of eight hooves, made her feel like she was already a thousand miles from civilization. At least Buttercup didn’t seem to be interested in stopping all the time. She walked more quickly than the horse in the picture back home, too.Suddenly, Bob was right beside her. She hadn’t seen him do anything ... hadn’t heard. When Daddy finished his meal, he reached under the table and patted my head. I couldn't help pouting as I released Bestie from my warm, wet mouth. Daddy told me to clear his plate and bend over the edge of the table. I felt my thighs tighten as I imagined the paddle striking my buttocks. I crawled out from the table and did as I was told. As my tender breasts rested against the surface of the table, I tried to slow my heart and relax. It wasn't easy. Daddy picked up the heavy paddle and laid it. She bent down and licked my thigh clean, then looked up at me again as she took my stiff cock in her hand and licked my sticky bell-end, making me jerk uncontrollably. She let go, turned, lay on the bed and lifted her sweet bottom. Now it was my turn.I knelt between those beautiful white legs and felt the softness of her buttocks with my hands, as Pepper lay there submissively, waiting to be fucked. I licked the back of her thighs making her shudder and whimper all the more, her sweet anus.