”Tears were streaming down my cheeks now, “It wasn’t my fault!!” I wanted to scream, but it was obvious that he wasn’t going to believe a wo...d I said. On the table I saw a wooden spoon, a hairbrush, and a small metal cane looking thing.Daddy sat down on the chair, making it squeak under his weight, and motioned for me to come over to him. I bit my lower lip nervously and slowly shuffled a couple feet over towards him. He grabbed my skinny upper arm and pulled me over his lap.Bridget cleared her. And I wanted to scream it to the world.But my fraternal twin sister Alice was in the house, sleeping in her bedroom. She wasn’t Daddy’s good girl—yet. She had to be worked into it. She was a ... rebellious girl. A sarcastic, defiant, bratty girl who also yearned to be spanked over and over by her daddy until she exploded in orgasmic delight.Like she had yesterday when Daddy spanked her with his belt for being bad on her trip to our grandparents with Mommy. It had embarrassed her to cum in front. There was not sadness or unhappiness in her voice. Maybe disbelief, but not regret. She gave me a smile, a soft loving smile, then turned and did the same to Lisa. "This is so right," she reassured us both. I could see she was thinking hard about something. The indecision clouded her face. She looked from Lisa to me, then her expression changed to resolve. She sat up, moved to her knees between Lisa and me, and took my hand in her left. She took Lisa's hand in her right. She looked back and. Brian stopped sucking her nipple and crawled down to get a better look at her wet cunt. Molly spread her legs wide, and Brian wrapped them round the back of his head. Molly pulled him in close urging him to lick her out. Brian nustled his face into her cunt, he could smell her sweet juices. He stuck out his tongue an licked her groin. He used his finger to spread her lips and allow him access to her pinkness. He licked her pussy from bottom to top- running over her hole up over her clit. She.