You can already feel your body react at the sight, squirming in your seat. The soft fabric of your black dress slides over your smooth skin as you wri...gle. You sit your eyes transfixed as she starts to suck the man's cock. You ease your hands over your body, sliding past your sensitive nipples. You hear a low ahem and quickly close the link raising your eyes. The man standing before you is tall and handsome. You flash him your best smile “Can I help you?” you ask sweetly, quickly regaining your. " How?" she asked."YOU are going to pay for it," I said, matter-of-factly."Right. On my $3-a-week allowance. Funny man." No, I figure more like $3 a minute," I said."What the heck are you talking about?" she asked.I told her my plan. Marie had admitted to me that she didn't mind my spying on her when she was in the bathroom. In fact, when she discovered the hole I had made in the wall, she thought it was cool. She probably never had heard the word, but I knew what my little sister was. She was. The impact shocked Sara and no amount of arousal could buffer that first moment of torment. She shrieked in pain while trying to wiggle backwards from that intrusion, but the weight of my body now back on top of her pinned her firmly in place. I saw her eyes water, noticed tears forming in the corner. Two, three seconds and I was already rethinking this. And then her words hit me again: “No lub. No stopping. No mercy. Fuck me and HARD!”, and I realized – unlike any other time this wasn’t for. ” “But you deserved it, obviously,” her Mum said still reading the letter, then added, “My my, for poor work. That is awful dear, really it is.” “Yes Mum, I guess so,” she conceded reluctantly. “Hhhmm, and it says here I should enforce your punishment by spanking you myself.” Her Mum studied the letter over again and exclaimed, “Yes dear, it’s quite clear and suggests as you were so deserving of the punishment I should use an implement such as a strap or hairbrush.” “Well I’m sure Mrs. Denver.