”“Lying?”“Because it certainly seems that you are looking for something and by chance I walked around the house and found these just below you... bedroom window.”Her father brought his hand from behind his back and held the wrinkled jeans and white underwear that Jeffery had dropped below her window.“So I’m going to ask you one more time, do you have something you need to tell me?”“Daddy…” Missy said coming closer to her father. She straightened her back and shoved out her chest. Her thick full. She held her pussy lips open for them to seeas they came into the room, and kept muttering words ofencouragement like, “That’s it, big boy! Fuck me HARD!”and, “Give me all the cock you can!” and, “I want ituntil my pussy EXPLODES!” all the way through it. She was not the dear, sweet, Karen I knew for a while,but a female animal filled with raw lust for as muchcock as she could get stuffed into her that day. Shewas panting heavily when we stopped so. She even reach over and touched me on the arm; and she smiled so very invitingly, that I felt my cock reacting right there on the spot! I admit that I wanted to fuck her so bad at that moment, and it felt good to feel that way. But I still told myself that such a thing was out of the question; that it was impossible. After all, Megan was considerably younger than I! She was perhaps 23, and I was in my early forties, but as I stood there, our ages didn't really seem to matter. There was. When he was done he put her arms back in front of her and let her lean forward onto them on the desk, her head down, her knees bent. As she rested there, recovering, he again softly traced the burning skin of her cheeks with his finger tips. When she regained some composure, she meekly said with her head still resting in her hands, Thank you, Mister Evans, for my spanking. Do you need me to do anything else? I need you to spread your feet apart for me, he said. She propped herself up on her.