..” I stopped as I realised he would be unable to write a report. “Do you know anyone who could write an account from your dictation?”He furrowe... his brow in thought for a moment. “There’s young Joseph Hainaut from Wallers. He has a wise head on young shoulders, and I know he has a fair hand. His mother was a teacher, and I expect Joseph was taught by her to read and do that arithmetic stuff as well.”“Excellent. Engage the fellow as your scribe, and have him produce a full report on what needs. Dorothy. Look, this is ridiculous. Just tell me if you have something under that short, short dress." No Daddy. Well, I just have underwear on, not shorts. Wanna see?" No, I don't want to see. Although I suppose anyone who sees you bend over to pick up anything will see perfectly well." Maybe they'll see more than that, Dad!" she said defiantly. "You never know! And like I said, this is nothing, anyway! And, it's up to me what I show and who I show it to!"Ashlyn now stood facing her father,. Spank... Spank... Spank"Ahhhhhhhh God, Mark! Spank my bad little ass!!" Damn, Mel... I didn't know you liked to be spanked! You are one kinky bitch." You don't know how kinky I can be little sis," she says, lustfully."Well I think my spanking you is not really teaching you a lesson. So I think I better put my rod to use... you know what they say, spare the rod... spoil the child!"I move right up to Melissa's pussy and thrust my cock in hard and deep. She moans out loudly from the sudden deep. She was only 5ft tall and he couldn’t believe how readily her little pussy gobbled up the length of his entire shaft. She started riding and John positioned his body at such an angle that her swollen clit would get a little rub of his smooth shaved skin every time she sank down onto him. It seemed to do the trick as she started bucking and squealing- her tight pussy lips like suction cups on his shaft, activating every nerve ending in her vagina as she rode him. It felt amazing. John started.