I drew back my arm to see the result, and to once more grow the tension she'd be feeling. A single broad stripe of pink had been painted on the pale c...nvas. I smiled.'Crack!'Again, I waited. She stiffened once more beside me, but no sound escaped her lips. Not yet.'Crack! Crack! Crack!'Three blows quickly in succession, and now she moved, just a little, a twitch of her ass, a flicker of movement in her fingers. I knew this would be warm on her ass, that the blows, just overlapping, would be. So much of it that it seem to spray right out again and dripping down onto her cunt. Christine had to vigorously rub off the excess onto her cunt before she just started licking the rest like a finger dip.Not noticing me, she then pulled up her panties and proceeded to go back to the room. All the time some cream rolling down her inner thigh. As I returned to the room, she told me about this wonderful episode and hardcore fuck she had. I was just listening, not telling her that I had actually. She sat with him while he ate, then he stretched and groaned a little, “had a hard night again and I’m a little stiff this morning” Lucy giggled, thinking about what was stiff. “Would you like me to give you a massage dad” “Yes please” Thomas headed to the lounge and lay on the settee, Lucy had followed and stopped saying, “Won’t you have more room laying on your bed”?. She saw a smile come over his face and she headed to the hall, she looked back to see her dad slip his hand in his trousers to. That being the funeral of her father when she was 5 years old. She remembered staying at Mark’s house but couldn’t remember any of the details.“Mark has offered for you to stay with him” Katie’s mum finished as her lips quickly moved back to the opening of the bottle.Katie once again joined in as they looked each other in the eyes as they went drink for drink.“But who will help look after the farm?” Katie asked while running the back of her hand over her lips, wiping away some of the champagne.