....perhaps a nice, quiet place out in the countryside, with the pair of us looking forward to a long, dirty weekend of passionate lovemaking and no p...tty distractions....As I walk into reception, I spot you sitting over at the bar.......flashing you a mischievious smile as I proceed to give my card details to the receptionist and, in return, am presented with the key to our impromptu little lovenest!Thanking the young lady, I turn and make my way down the corridor......glancing in your. It had taken some while for the whole thing to sink in and they'd seemed stunned at first, even shocked, but never outraged. They'd known or suspected their daughter's sexual preferences for a long time, but as with any loving parents their love for Wendy was unconditional and before the day was out they'd been as excited as anyone about the forthcoming births!For Karen, a particularly poignant moment had been when Frances had taken her to one side and said, "I can't pretend I approve of your. ”“Alicia?”“What Ethan?” she asked, as she opened her eyes and looked down at me.It would have been funny, but I guess it’s not funny when your kids catch you fucking a man you’ve just met. Especially when you’re fucking him in your daughters’ bedroom. I’ll say one thing for Alicia Davis, she’s a sport about getting caught with her pants down. Well, ripped off her ass as it were.“Shit, I hope you kids enjoyed watching that as much as I enjoyed getting fucked like that,” she calmly said, as she. Sonya gasped in horror. "What are you doing?" she cried out. Mistress Martine reached around Sonya and slapped her hard on her face. "Shutup girl. Don't make me tell you again." Mistress Martine grabbed anotherlock of hair and cut it a bit shorter this time. One lock at a time, MistressMartine cut, leaving no two hairs the same length. It didn't take long for the tears to start rolling down Sonya's face. Shehad loved her long blonde hair so much. Her hair was the only thing about herthat she.