She represented the very best in 1954 teenagers.Crinolines and a wide white skirt, a white high buttoned blouse, white silk stockings, white shoes wit... just the veriest hint of heel, and elbow length white gloves. She carried a tiny clutch purse in her folded hands. She topped it all off with a poof of a white wispy lace veiled hat pinned in place. Lucile, AKA Wicked Stepmother, was standing in the doorway behind her. WSM had an extremely proud expression on her face."Lucy," daddy said. "I'm. Once we got there she stripped naked then sat up on the butcher block kitchen table. She hooked her heels on the edge of the table and laughed the nastiest laugh, then said " watch this!" She arched her back grunted and pushed a rubber coated baseball out of her beautiful pussy!"I was amazed to say the least! Then she said, " Go get the can of Crisco by the stove!" "Crisco??" I asked, being clueless.“Yes Crisco, how do you think I was able to get that ball in me?" "Do you want me to put the. His hand was warm as he ran his finger along my cunt. I started to moan and he swatted my bare ass 3 or 4 times. I couldn't stop the whimpers still. Then he started rubbing my clit while swatting with his other hand. The swats combined with his fingers left me speachless."Daddy, please?" i could feel pressure building on me. I wanted the first time i came to be on his cock. Not his fingers."Get on your knees, my slutty princess."On my knees i felt him shift behind me. He rubbed his cock against. All day long she'd been waging an inner struggle with herself, considering and rejecting and considering again the possibility that when he arrived she should just send him away in the hope of salvaging what remnants remained of her own self-respect. But she'd known deep down inside that it was a losing battle from the beginning. The die had been cast in yesterday's lewd but titillating episode. She was like a gambler. She was hooked, even if it meant her doom"Hello, Skip," she said as the.