We have to makesure you're all cleaned out so Daddy can teach you to play the nastygames."She lowered her head between her secured hands, crying openl... now."Please Daddy, please."It did no good as he filled the bag with hot soapy water. She felt herpantys being pulled down in the back exposing her quivering bottom. Hisfinger as he rubbed a clear jell over and around her virgin little hole.Biting her lip she felt his finger tip probing gently, pushing into her,one knuckle, two. It worked in and. She could only hope that Mark was going to take her up on his offer. He had sort of tried to get into the swing of things over the weekend after he told he that he would think about it, and she had to admit, he had done a pretty good job so far. She was pretty sure he was going to agree as soon as she had asked him, but whatever he told her today would make it official. Good or bad, she couldn't wait to get home and find out. Mark knew that Camilla got home before him most days, so he called. "What!?" cried Susan in a hoarse whisper as she climbed up onto the barrel. The barrel tipped and she waved her arms to keep her balance, until it settled.Inside the motor home, in the middle of the motor home, both Jerry and Doug were fired up at the thought that they had spurted in naked pussies. The girls weren't impressed, but both boys pressed their advantage, saying that, since there had been an 'accident', it wouldn't matter any more. Both boys had displayed still hard pricks to their. I could sense the blazing red welt of tormented flesh rise, throbbing angrily, stopped just short of drawing actual blood. Another aborted sob of dismay escaped my lips, but I dutifully I wriggled my naked hips, gaining a firm grip on the cheeks of my rump and spreading myself wider, as I knew I must. “Spread your pussy for me, Madison,” Mother requested. Tears trailed down my cheeks. I sniffed with self-pity and then dutifully lowered my fingers into position on either side of my pulsating.