Heat up that wire John. I'll hold her still for you." Marywas held motionless while John heated up the wire until it was glowingyellow. He walked o...er to her and branded the letter B on her rightass cheek. She screamed in pain. He then reheated the wire andmanaged to brand the letters I and T before having to reheat the iron. The last two letters took a little longer but she then had the wordbitch branded on her ass. Mary like me was branded for life.Jack then had Mary and I stand side be. .. that you want my hard manhood..." You reached down and unbuckled my belt, then pulled it free from the belt loops and cast it aside. "No," you declared. "This time we do it my way. I do NOT want your 'hard manhood'." "You don't?" I replied, puzzled. Your fingers quickly unclasped my trousers and pulled my zipper down. "No," you said, then paused, a look of indecision passing over you, which was then replaced by one of determined resolve. You took a deep breath, pulling my stiffness free and. My daughter’s sexy striptease ended with her bent over a chair nude with her bottom toward me with her smooth round cheeks gleaming under the light, her legs spread wide with her furry cunt peeping between her bum cheeks, her breasts hanging heavily down and her big blue eyes looking at me over her long blonde hair cascading loosely over her shoulders. I could all but feel the soft valley between her bum cheeks against my fingertips, her thighs brushing against my hand as I slid my hand under. “Remember, no loud parties, no street races down the street and, for God's sake, don't burn the house down,” Colin quipped. Linda and I rolled our eyes at each other. “We'll be fine,” we chorused. “And please, mow that bloody lawn,” Colin repeated, as he and mum hurried out. We watched as our parents left on board the airport shuttle-bus, finished our breakfast and tidied up. Linda turned to me and adjusted my tie, then she slipped her arms up around my neck. I wrapped my arms around her.