I run to the kitchen and then grab a glass of water. Can I do this? My stomach is a nervous wreck. I feel like I need a shot. Back in the living room,...I arrange everything within reach, then climb up onto the coffee table. It’s solid wood, with a perfectly flat top. I climb off and rearrange it so the end faces the front door. I climb back on. On my knees, I tie the blindfold around my eyes. Somehow this calms me. He’ll be so surprised. Usually I act the brat and fight and kick the whole way,. Umm. Ab mein tumhari peeth ko kiss kar raha hu. Halkese bite kar raha hu. Use meri kisses se bhar diya hain. Ahhh. Ohh yes. Tumhari nangi peeth ko kiss karte hue ab mein tumhari gaand ko kiss kar raha hu.Tumhari saree ab meine nikal di hain aur tum ab sirf panty mein ho. Umm. Kya najaara hain. Tumhari gaand ko mein 2 pyaar se lappad marta hu. Umm. Tumhari gaand kya hilati hain baby.Ab mein tumhe bed pe laita deta hu. Aur tumhare toes ko kiss kar raha hu. Tumhare angute ko meine ab muh mein. I shouldn’t have teased you, I was a little drunk”. I managed to look up – she looked stunning standing there in her tiny little see through nighty, skimpy black panties and those tits! Oh those tits! I could see her nipples were hard and erect. “I’m really sorry sis. I didn’t mean to listen at your door. I won’t do it again.” I looked back down at the table in shame. Meanwhile my cock was straining at my shorts. “Pete it’s Ok. I don’t mind, it’s only natural. I haven’t got anything to hide. I was trying to keep the smack count in my head but I just gave up. All I know is that I was getting man handled as much as I was getting smacked but I’ll tell ya my pussy was dripping, my ass was on fire, my nipples were rock hard and all I wanted to do was cum. Finally, Daddy stops and motions to Uncle Mike to back off , which he does but he still got a grip of my ass cheek. Daddy says, “I think she’s had her fill and gets the point, don’t you princess”. All I can do at this point is nod..