Shayla. She's a... dancer."He smiled. "No, you got the right one." He opened the door a little wider. "She went to live in New York. We took over the ...lace for her."Now he opened the door even wider, and behind him Laura could see Dawn, back in the kitchen, peering over his shoulder at her, too far away to register immediately on Laura's ever-ready lust meter. But now she seemed to recognize Laura and came toward them."Let her in, Robert," she said to him. "It's Shayla's friend. The one who. Here I was, standing in the middle of my room, finger in my pussy, lusting after my own father. Later that evening I shared the pizza with my dad, my mother being gone to show a house. We ate in silence for a while, then he cleared his throat. "Uh... I am so sorry for busting in on you baby." I smiled, eyes downcast, unable to meet his gaze. "It's totally okay daddy. It was my fault. I should have closed my door." He grinned sheepishly, a little more relaxed about it. "You have become so damn. I am dismayed you have not learned the importance of complete obedience.” She drew the paddle back and delivered the first smack as forcibly as her strength allowed. Michael yelled with the sound of its meaty impact ringing in his ears. Two more followed without delay. The last one forcing him to step forward to keep from losing his balance.“Stand.” While Michael stood, she pushed him down the hall with a swat on his ass to quicken his step. Once in the playroom, she pointed to a spot in the. I stepped forward into the room and turned round to face him as he came in, he immediately bent down and kissed my forcing his tongue into my mouth, he was still a strong man and felt so powerful with his arms around me and there was no way to get his tongue to stop exploring my mouth, not that I wanted it to stop, it had me hard in seconds.When he broke the kiss I had a proper look at him, his hair was a nice mix of black and grey and a few wrinkles starting to show on his face. He wore a.