Hey sir why are you sweating so much.Oh you find these clothing soft to touch.Hey Sally, we have a freak here on my check out.You do what kind of frea..., what's he about?Just shut up and serve me now it's your job.My money is as good as your so don't be a snob.I'm sorry sir, maybe even sissy or is that miss.What's the matter little girl don't wanta give mumma a kiss.Look you twisted chunk of hate, you scank you check out chick...Owwww, Owwww what are you doing let go of my blood dick.Now you. When the cane came down it made the sound of a thin whistle and rewarded Susan with a sound smack on her buttocks. She was not allowed to make a single groan and so she did, but large tears started to pour from her big eyes. There was a series of strong hits before the first violet signs started to show. I started to be impatient as my erection started to hurt.I was massaging the front side of my trousers when Miss Margaret asked me what I was doing. I answered that I had quite discomfort at. She blushed, embarrassed at being caught. "Wouldn't you like to know," she teased with a wicked smile. A wicked smile Ben was growing intensely fond of."No matter, I'll get it out of you one day. I have my ways," he said ominously as he threw her a wicked grin of his own.God, they had such good chemistry, Ally thought. And it wasn't just sexual chemistry either. She could hardly wait to get rib of some of her emotional baggage so they could take their relationship to even greater depths.Still. Daddy moved between my legs and took his hard penis in his hand and positioned it at my hot pink entrance. I felt the head of it there, just like I had felt Brantley’s. I wondered if my daddy’s cock head would feel the same as Brantley’s as he slowly penetrated my pink sexual lips with it.Daddy gripped my hips with his hands to give him leverage so that he could shove his erection into my wet orifice. My body began to get hot with anticipation as his hard cock's smooth round head waited.