He shifted his hands, one slid around my waist again and the other left my mouth, sliding down to cradle my chin. He kissed my ear and a shiver ran t...rough me, making my pussy throb."I love you, little girl," he whispered, pushing deeper. "I love your sweet, tight pussy." He drew back and plunged back inside again, making me whimper in pleasure. "I love filling you up with my cock." He drew back again and slowly entered me this time, bending his knees and pushing even deeper until his. Jenny looked back and said, "Mr. Bell, I know this is what is best for me. I need you to spank me. I' sorry I ever questioned this. I need you to give me a really good spanking. I need to be thinking about being Sandy, only being Sandy. You can help me to do that, I know you can. Now spank my bottom, Mr. Bell, spank me hard." After gently rubbing his right hand over the milky white cheeks laying across his lap and giving each a playful squeeze, Jim Bell came down with a torrent of firm smacks. One bag after another, he tosses each of the girls one of the small green backpacks, "I'd wish you all luck, but to be honest, I cant wait to see each and every one of you get fucked for the first time," Without a further word, the man turns and exits the room.The girls in the room cast fearful looks between themselves, some starting to undress, others appear frozen to the spot. Their expressions begin to settle into a range of grim determination to outright fear.NOTE TO READERS:-If you enjoy. The rest of dinner was mostly silent for my wife and me; the girls never stopped talking to each other.After dinner I hurried to the living room where I sat down on the couch. I picked up the remote but didn't turn on the TV. I sat there staring into space. Tara appeared out of nowhere and plopped onto my lap facing away from me, just like in the car. Startled, I grabbed both sides of her waist and lifted her light body into the air, standing her up. She turned."Don't be a spoilsport." Her.