She was so easy to pick out - a tall girl with that stupid pony-tail waggling down her back, bobbing in time as she walked. Today was quite a cold day...so she was wearing her red fleecy jacket and her dark blue work pants. Of course Sasha Doughty's most distinctive feature was her attitude - that snooty arrogant look that gave the impression that she was so much better than everybody else. God it would be great to see her humbled, humiliated, grubbing in the dirt like the bitch she was...As he. There, on the bed, was a gorgeous peach satin set for me. First I put the bra on. It had delicate lace all over the satiny cups. The straps were adjusted so that the bra fit properly and perfectly. My inserts were then placed into the bra. Next, I fastened the garter belt around my waist and pulled up a pair of black nylons and attached them to my garters. My panties soon were in place. I noticed the obligatory sanitary pad there with my underwear, so I put it in my normal place. Then, I had a. Since my mother was home during most of those times I was pretty sure she knew what was going on between us. Apparently the thought of her husband spanking his teenage daughter was fine but for whatever reason she suddenly came into my bedroom two nights ago. Dad and I were both naked. He was still sitting in the 'spanking chair' with his penis buried in me. I was bouncing up and down on Daddy not even noticing that she was in the room."She had one of my father's belts in her hand and whipped. She appeared to be at least 10 years younger than me, but again there was nothing wrong with that. She was so occupied with her sketch pad she didn’t notice me staring over her shoulder as she busily sketched, then erased, and then sketched again. This young lady had true talent. I continued to watch her for several minutes. As I looked over her shoulder, I inhaled deeply, she smelled delicious. Whether it was her shampoo or her perfume, I was uncertain. All I know was that I was entranced. .