She licks the final drops from Sir's cock, and from Sir's fingers as he cleans her face, with an ache pulsing between her legs that she has to fight t... control.The drive to the restaurant doesn't take long. sub sits in the passenger seat, knees wide. Sir has allowed her to change her robe for her short, tight red dress."I appreciate that you have shaved especially for me," Sir remarks."It's my pleasure Sir. I know that you love me being nice and smooth and soft."His hand slides over, across her. “In the morning, unless your sister is masturbating, she shouldn’t be wet. Slap her cunt like this,” Dad slapped my mother’s cunt and looked her in the eyes. “Only a dirty cunt gets turned on by this treatment. I will punish you later for this. You are supposed to be setting a good example, not thinking dirty thoughts!” Dad told my mother, somberly.He told me to let my mother clean my fingers, and he made my sister clean his. He put them in inspection position, and after fingering around in her. At one stall, Linda was drawn to a clown-shaped bottle standing among various soaps. “Oh, I’d love that, just to take home as a daft memento.”I paid the guy before even looking to see that the contents were some kind of bubble bath. I laughed, “Now this might just encourage me to try that in the whirlpool.”“No, you don’t,” Linda laughed with me, “I’m taking that home.”Over a light lunch, Linda reminded me that she had an 8.30pm booking with the hair dresser just opposite the Avalon. “Just to. .."Shawna swallowed hard and took a gamble, remembering Yvonne's drug-induced ramblings of the night Connor had called Hope over."Why don't you start with Uncle Bob?"Yvonne flinched and paled, her eyes widening to the point that Shawna got up and moved around the table."Yvonne?" I don't want to talk about that." Alright," Shawna conceded, eying her carefully to see if she really meant it."He wasn't my uncle, not really. When I was a kid he was just a friend of the family, you know. And then,.