I hear the swish right before I feel the wood smacking my ass cheek. Over and over alternating side to side. The pain is getting unbearable when Sir ...tops. He knows my limits, I don't have to use a safe word with him. However, I know he isn't finished. He leans over me and whisper "how are you doing?" Fine sir I answer.."I know you are in pain, I can see it. Do we need to stop?" No Sir, if I may have a moment to catch my breath ...Sir pulls my head back and lays a gentle kiss on my lips. ‘We’ll have to be quick!’, I whispered, nodding towards the toilet door, ‘not much time!’. You nodded quickly and moved urgently towards me. I caught you in my hands, holding you tightly, our lips passionately seeking each other as I directed us through the door and into the toilet. Reaching behind me I swiftly locked the door and turned back to you. There was a whirl of activity as we embraced, kissed, held and fumbled with clothing releasing enough to free up access to my extremely hard. And when it did she was petulant, momentarily resenting that the two males present. Since it happened, the memory of the kiss haunted her. And in the midst of her frolic with Arthur in the “hall of mirrors,” while his mouth was on her pussy, she wondered how Colette’s would feel in the same spot. Now in Colette’s apartment panic returned. She thought I’m not ready for this. I’ve got to get out of here. But Colette abruptly changed direction. “We talked about your interest in becoming an airline. Ian didn’t understand how he could have such dirty thoughts about his own daughter. Mornings were the worst time for him. Ina would wake every morning with an undeliverable hard on; the only thing Ian wanted was to bury his rock hard cock between the sweet pussy lips of his sexy eighteen year old daughter, Shannon.“Would you like something to eat daddy?” she ask as he plopped herselfon top of his desk.The thought of ripping those shorts off, and taking a bite into her sweet little love hole was.