We have a mission." I said."We have a mission!" declared Cathleen, the others nodded emphatically, and we resumed our planning.By Sunday, the snow had...melted in large patches, and we were walking east on Highway Twenty, each of us about twenty feet from the other. Where there was snow, we occasionally saw boot prints but failed to find where they had joined the highway.Our Pixie was in the lead, bareheaded, and her bow slung over her shoulder. We hoped that the sight of the tiny blonde would. I would spank her mainly otk with my hand. She would often thank me after each spank. I was very gentle usually although as the relationship progressed the spankings got harder and although she protested during the spankings it was clear she enjoyed it and often after I had pushed her boundaries she would tell me that she had liked it and could possibly take more. The first time I ever spanked her properly (aside from playful spanks) was the day after we had talked about it. She agreed later. When they started spanking her, she knew why. Each girl was spanking not her already raw ass but her perky little fun-bags. And to make matters worse, each girl had four swats at them. Each tit received at least 20 swats, some glancing off one to spank the other. Some girls let their elbows fall in Amanda’s gut temporarily stopping her crying to get her wind back. The last girl used her four punches to make sure Amanda wouldn’t be ready for the next round. She sent three hard punches into. He had his middle finger in my pussy and was roughly finger fucking me in and out in and out. I said Dad please stop and he said shut up again and kept finger fucking me harder as my pussy got wetter and he moved from nipple to nipple sucking them hard and erect. My legs were a little open from his hand pushing into my pussy and all at once he was on top of me and he growled open your legs and I said no Dad, no, not this and he grabbed a handfull of my hair and yanked my head hard and said.