I've no opposition cos I know you fancy them" she repeated from earlier "But not till their birthday Ok". "What ! They are your daughters and they are...very nice but ..." I tried to reply ! "Shut it ok you can fuck them on their birthday ....be more like your birthday yea"I didnt know what to say. "We are going to pub later aren't we and they can both come with us and maybe we will be able to discuss" Ann said."OK" i said. I laid there thinking and wondering what Ann was thinking. "Letting me. That will be just fine, dad follows son."The party night finally arrived and Susan and I got dressed in our hot outfits, put on wrap around dresses and drove around the corner from the house and walked. We were due to arrive at 9 PM and no one was outside to see us crazy gals walking up to the door. My husband greeted us and let us in and led us to the basement where there was slow music playing, beer being drank, and a couple of movies laying by the VCR player that looked like XXX rated ones.. Laura writhed for a while on my hand then forced me off and sat with her legs splayed on the couch. “Picture please George’’ she said. I knelt on the floor between her legs and started clicking while she played with herself with her right hand and her left pinched and tweaked her nipples. It was the most erotic thing I’d ever seen. The smudged lipstick added a nice sleazy touch. I dropped the camera and pulled her legs towards me. I could smell the intoxicating aroma of her cunt inches from my. Stanton's own, though his, of course, was much less overtly expressed. When the (generally) weekly announcements were posted, making known to all who was in for a caning that week, the girls clustered around in large numbers and speculated on the offenders' fate, usually with glee. When the canings had been administered, a view of the punished bottoms was eagerly sought by many, and particularly well-marked bottoms became a topic of excited conversation until both the excitement and the marks.