There ain't much you can do though, not when you're bent over a table with your tits covered in spaghetti sauce and a pretty fit guy reaming you from ...ehind; I took no notice, kept right on pumping, taking her to the edge and no fuckin' further. The moaning turned to whimpering, and I pressed my thumb gently against her ring just to tip her a little. Shit, she came straight away, shaking under me like a plate of Jell-O, sauce everywhere as she tried to get more. I held her steady and when she'd. Whata magnificent sight. He was carrying a tray that held some vibrators,dildos and other things I had no clue about. All of this stimulated meand the juices began to flow. I thought it was going to push me rightover the edge. He laughed and said I would be amazed by Sunday night. Hetold me to hold very still because he was going to stretch me. I gaspedas I felt something large at my asshole. My entire body tensed and helaughed. He slid a vibrator all the way to its hilt into my. I'll leave what happenednext to your imagination. Later we were sitting in the kitchen sharing a cocoa. Pat was still wearingher stockings and suspenders under her dressing gown. The door-bell soundedand I went to open it. A middle-aged man was at the door and her barged pastme. "Dr and Mrs Williams? I'm David Johnson - Carries father. I think youand I need to talk." He sat down next to Patricia and said "I believe you've just carriedout a serious sexual assault on my daughter." "She was. Behind me, Doreen simply smiled at her younger sister and held her paddle out of the way, waiting until I had calmed myself. Once she was satisfied that I was ready she laid the paddle flat against my left buttock and repeated the dose.“Whack!”Again, I shouted and cried, wriggling about for all I was worth, but Maureen held onto me, smiling at her sister to signal that I was ready for the next smack.“Whack!” “Whack!” “Whack!” “Whack!” “Whack!”“Whack!” “Whack!” “Whack!” “Whack!” “Whack!”Doreen.