So, she replied sharply, “No, she may not,” and then raised the ruler and brought it down even more firmly than she had done downstairs on Janette...��s upturned palm, and when Janette gasped so she raised the ruler again and brought it down firmly on the other palm, and then proceeded to cane each palm twice more, listening to the increasingly loud gasps of pain.Madison looked at the submissive Janette and once again saw that tears had welled up in her eyes and then smiled to herself as one tear. Debbie had a lot to do with swell in my pants, sitting close to me putting her hand on my thigh and close enough I could smell her perfume. We both knew that we were ready to get going. I asked her how she wanted to start.Debbie asked me if we could act like teenagers on a date. She wanted to make out like her parents were home sleeping. I smiled and pulled her to me kissing her. We started making out and soon I had my hands in her shirt unsnapping her bra. She continued to whisper. .. I’d have to say he was very good”, stammered Jenny. “But it’s not something a young girl asks her mother about her father, dear”“Why, Mom?” Her daughter had her there, Jenny realized. “Ah... I... I don’t know, it just isn’t done honey, that’s all.” “But, Mom, I thought you said for me to ask you anything about sex I wanted to know. You said anything at all, remember?” Jenny swallowed uneasily. This was going to be difficult. She tried desperately to think of a reason not to answer her. Holding it in my mouth I caressed his head with my tongue. It was hot feeling his dick with my mouth. His head engorged and so defined. Using my tongue to explore his ridges. I was aware of him thrusting his hips forward, wanting to get in deeper. I opened my mouth wider and pushed down further on his cock. I could feel his head pushing into the back of my throat. I only had half his cock in my mouth, and that was about all I was really comfortable with. I started to pull back when I felt his.