Her pretty plump body was shaking with contrition. She gulped and said, “Oh yes. I was so nasty. Andy, will you teach us a lesson please? Don’t go...easy on us.”She held out the spanking paddle to me. Where had that come from? I took it gingerly, as if it might bite me, as indeed it had. In her usual voice, measured and firm, Xenia told her girlfriends: “I’m glad you realise you were wrong. Now we can be a bit lenient. However, you still need a good beating, and I am going to make sure you get. The room stunk, I can't imagine using the space for anything other than filthy sex. A booming knock on the door made get nervous, it was on. She let in two thugs who talked more ghetto than english. They showed little attention to detail or sensuality. Within minutes the wife was on her knees sucking both black dicks. They talked more smack, degrading my wife. One told her "flip that shit over bitch". She quickly bent over the bed as he ripped her pantyhose open. He licked her pussy,. Then I am pulling down your thong, and as I do my tongue is following the material down the crease of your cheeks, licking up and down, but mainly down. Gently I prise your legs slightly more apart, your thong around your ankles on top of your high heeled shoes - it is almost as if you are tied. You are now tied into this moment. As I continue to lick and kiss between your cheeks, with one hand I gently push your upper body forward so that you can lean on the dressing table while my other hand. I didn't mind though, Daddy and I were alone. For a long time I had wondered how he could stand being around Mom, even to the point of wondering how they ever found enough interest to make love when I was conceived. Well, that’s another story, on with this one for now. I'd carefully back out of the driveway and look both ways, the seat belt straining the low cut tops all us girls were wearing back then. Sometimes even my bra would show, I'd blush and tug the top back into place as Daddy watched.