I obviously wasn’t going to get rid of her easily. “Go on,” she said.I took off my stockings and unzipped the corselette.“Panties too,” Miss...Carson ordered “Lay down on your face. I want to see how your backside is after that spanking.” I did as she told me and felt her hands running over my buttocks, feeling where the spanking she had given me had left my skin reddened and sore. “Oh dear,” she said. “That must be painful.”I admit that I found her touch arousing. Unfortunately my cock was still. At first I was a little scared and told him so but he reassured me by telling me that daddy knows best and that he’ll take good care of me.As I was lying there with my ass sticking up in the air and my face in the pillow, I could hear him stripping his clothes off, groaning and making some kind of of slapping noises but I didn’t look, keeping my face buried in the pillow. I felt the bed sinking from his weight and felf him crawl towards my vulnerable and upturned bottom. The first thing. I was wearing a mini skirt and he could guess my small panty underneath as well as a blouse which allowed him to stare at the beginning of my breasts. He inquired about a certain piece and I headed towards the bottom of the store; we got there to show it to him. There was a bend at this place, the most hidden place in the store, ideal for him to do anything if he had a plan with me. He asked me for the pieces that were in an elevated shelf, and, as I stretched out to reach them, he got. Both Pam and Cassie came in.“I heard what Richard said, Mom,” Cassie said. “I would give him up, if it kept you happy. We all want to keep you happy.”Pam added, “I’m sorry for all the time I was ‘Dabitch.”Lisa raised her head and said, “Thank you all of you for what you did for me. Why don’t we celebrate by letting the man of the house take us all out to dinner?”“How does Italian food sound?” I asked.“Great,” Lisa said.“Wonderful,” Cassie said.Pam concluded the conversation by saying,.