My heart suddenly skips a beat. Like a man kidnapped flashes in my mind. I look into the back. I see all the room that there is in there. I find mysel... getting wet. My mother looks out at me and yells from the door. You have one minute to get in here or you are locked out for the night. She used to yell that at us kids every night at dinnertime. We never challenged her to see if she would really do it. I run to the door as she starts to close it like a big prison door that is about to slam. ” I was nodding and panting like a puppy dog indicating how much I did.Aditi went to one of her dresser drawers to retrieve the key to the cedar chest at the foot of our bed where she keeps personal keepsakes. She kept talking as she opened the chest. “I want to warn you, honey. These pictures are a lot more risqué.” Wow, I thought. I was so excited; I figured all I had to do was touch my hard cock and I would come.Aditi retrieved another album from the bottom of the chest. She clutched it to. I offered no resistance as Steve unbuttoned the front of my dress and massaged my tits. In fact I felt an additional thrill at the thought that my young daughter was watching my lewd behaviour.'Mummy!' Lisa said, blushing furiously. 'Wouldn't you like me to take a walk and leave you two in peace?''Don't leave sweetie,' I said, 'There's something I want to show you.'I pushed my tongue deeply into Steve’s mouth and squeezed the bulge in the front of his trousers. I saw out of the corner of my eye. He spanked me with the paddle and I counted aloud. “One, two, three, four (ow!), five, six.” I said as each stroke hit me. “It’s not ‘four ow!’ Kaitlyn. Now, we begin again from one.” “Yes, Detective,” I replied wondering if I’m going to be able to handle the punishment. He started again. “One, two, three four, five, six, seven, eight, nine, ten.” I counted, this time with a little sniffle from tears. “No tears, Kaitlyn, toughen up. You’re going to need to.” He raised the paddle again. “Eleven,.