" You pull it over your head and give her a quick peck on the cheek. "I love it. Thanks sis." She leans over in her seat to give you a quick hug, sayi...g, "I'm glad."Cindy creeps her way downstairs, looking like a drowned corpse. She's only 19 and was always a quiet kid, usually only opening her mouth to take a cheap shot at someone. She looks so unlike all the other women in your family, flat as a board with only a little roundness to her ass, and a head shorter than you. Her long, black hair. Digging into Stefan’s hair, Irmgard burst into a gasping laugh, ‘God, you have a wicked tongue!’Stefan murmured, ‘You don’t know yet, Irmgard, what this tongue can do.’ Now, Stefan’s lips were almost on Irmgard’s bush. Either inadvertently or as an invitation, her thighs had spread open. Irmgard’s hands, not yet on Stefan’s head, gave no sign of holding him back.For now, Stefan just panted into Irmgard's bush as his mouth passed over. He kissed his way down one of Irmgard’s legs to her toes and. "Don't go. I need to thank you for taking care of me tonight." 'Be good Andrew' I thought as I felt my cock stirring in my pants. "Mom, it's Andrew. I'm your son. We can't have sex." "No, you're not my son. I don't know why you think I'm drunk when you can't remember who you are or who you're not." I needed to get out of there before things got worse, so I started walking out the bedroom door. "Wait. Let me show you something before you go." She pleaded. Figuring that nothing else could go. What that means now is that all three of you will be put to bed at eight o’clock tonight, and given a bedtime spanking, just as happened yesterday. You can expect the spanking to be as long and as hard as the one you have just received this afternoon. I presume that none of you disagrees with my decision.“Ella stood with her hands on her hips and glared at the three grannies, almost daring any of them to object.Dale was actually aroused even more by the authoritative stare and dominant stance.