Harold thought it all a bit of a farce and terribly expensive but endured it all with a silent tongue. One of the pretty young things wearing a devast...tingly short dress sat down beside him and let her delectable soft-skinned bare thigh rest with familiar abandon on his expertly creased trouser leg. He managed a sideways glance and saw that her cleavage was bordering on obscene but he was suitably impressed with her presentation. The scent of her perfume wafted into his nostrils and he found. " I'll get 'em, Dad!"Taylor spoke the words but didn't move. Her father looked at her quizzically."I said they're in the living room, Honey." Oh ... the living room?" I'll get 'em myself. It's not big deal. I'll just be a second. Are you tired or something? You seem kind of spacy."Taylor couldn't think of another excuse fast enough to stop her father from side-stepping her and taking the last few steps toward the living room. She could do nothing but hope that Jack had at least gotten his. She turned around and headed for the bungalow to the 1st floor and I followed her.At the stairs-landing, I grabbed her hand. She tried to whip her hand out but I turned her around and kissed her and pressed her boobs over the dress she was wearing. I pushed my cousin to the wall and we were kissing each other.While kissing, she pushed me back and said, “Not this time” and we heard a voice saying, “Hi!”We both were a little scared and it was Twinkle. We relaxed a bit cause she wasn’t even aware. Lyrica pulled back the covers, lowered the girls pajama bottoms, and gave her ten good, solid smacks on her bare ass. The girl groaned and started to make sounds of slight agony, kicking her legs all the while. Damn, Lyrica thought, either I'm getting stronger, or she hasn't been getting spanked as often as she should. The girl's bottom had already turned a bright pink color. "What the fuck! It's too early for this bullshit," screamed Melody."You know, Mel, I wouldn't advise that kind of.