It was then that she reached for the waistband of my boxers and slowly began to slide them down. The head of my rock hard cock caught on the waistband...of my boxers. She leaned forward and let her fingers slide around to free me from the silk trap. My cock standing straight up, throbbing hard, right in front of her mouth.She looked up at me as her mouth opened and the head of my cock became enveloped by the most luscious red full lips while her hands worked my boxers down to my feet. I lifted. She thrust her hips forward and pulled on my hair even harder, my tongue was right up inside her sweet cunt, my nose pressed hard against her clit, which was swelling every time my nose brushed against it. She then pulled me off her and told me to lay on the bench, my arse on the edge and my legs spread. I did as I was told, as this was getting me wet and excited both at the same time. The two women knelt at either side of me and started to squeeze my breasts and pull at my nipples, which were. " She said as her hand drifted gently over the girl's ass, feeling all around it softly, never quite taking possession of it though. She moved in closer to the girl and let her hand lift the back of the girl's skirt.Wendy could feel the warmth spread through her as the woman raised her skirt and slid her hand under it. She felt hot breath on her neck and moved her head back for the woman to have easier access to her. Soon she felt Marie's lips close at the nape of her neck, and felt her hand. When he finally did 45 minutes later I was furious, "Dad where were you!" I asked him."I ran into some buddies. What's the big deal? Why aren't you at work?" he asked."Because your car is blocking me in! Now I'm late and it's all your fault!" Youre right, Son. I guess I screwed up. I'm sorry. And after you were nice enough to let me stay under your roof." That's when it hit me. Dad did screw up while staying "under my roof". That was grounds for punishment. This was exactly the kind of thing I.