Yes Mistress Kim, she is a good little slut, dad replied as his hand landed another blow to my reddened ass. Dad never stopped spanking me but he must...have liked the idea that I was enjoying myself. I could feel his cock pressing up into me almost touching my pussy. I squirmed wildly in his lap trying to get his cock to rub on my clit or at least against my pussy. Did this little slut make you hard again Jack? Mistress Kim asked my dad. Yes Mistress Kim her squirming on my cock caused it to get. Her grammy was dying. She had been sitting with the rest of the women in the diningroom, having breakfast, when Janna had stepped up to her and whispered that there was a phone call for her. Carrie had wiped her mouth on the napkin on her lap, and gone to the phone where her mother tearfully explained that her grandmother had suffered a heartattack and wasn’t expected to make it too much longer. Carrie had stood for a few minutes with the phone in her hand, then she had promised her mother that. .“Mhmm” I reacted to the pleasure. He rubbed a lot of it on his dick as well. The next thing I felt was a strong grasp, pulling my butt cheeks apart. A sharp penetration followed“Aww, baby” I whimpered in pain as he thrust his long meat into my anus.He then bent over to reach for my nipples which hung low from my breasts because of the position I had assumed.“Oh, God” I moaned as he grabbed it and twisted it hard.“Yes baby, I want to make you scream” he whispered obnoxiously.He didn’t stop. ” I laughed it off saying “no man just your everyday moring” he and Jamal began to laugh and got up and left. I went about my day until dinner all three of us was there eating and Jamal handed me a glass of water and said “here man you look thirsty”. I drank the whole glass down and I started to feel my eyes closing and Jamal held me up saying “you look tired let us help you”. I woke up then next morning my butt was sore and i could feel this white liquid on my butt and there was more on my.