Then I slid over and sat myself sideways in Dad’s lap – in the narrow space between his chest and the steering wheel. It’s good that I’m so sm...ll – there wasn’t a lot of room.I leaned against Dad and wrapped my arms around his neck – pulling him down into a hug. Then I lay my head on his shoulder and hung on.This was new territory for me. I can’t remember the last time I sat in Dad’s lap and hugged him. That probably means I haven’t done it since I was about three – if ever. I expected Dad to. She could feel her knickers being hauled off, the fat man tugging them over her chubby, caned cheeks. She tried to pull away from the cock she was gobbling, to protest, but the man pushed her head down again, so she could only mumble as she heard a chuckle. ‘Look at the state of these, Steven. Looks like she pisses herself.’ Another wave of embarrassment washed over Fay – when would this weekend be over. What had she gotten herself into? That became clearer a moment later, when a stiff, long. Her pants were faded blue jeans and her shoes were white sandals.Jake had further comments, “Do you even have a bra on under there?”“It’s strapless, and it’s also yellow if you must know.” He really has the hots for me, but he’ll never do anything about it. Not that I’d ever have anything to do with him.“I don’t know much about brassieres.” Wow, he gave himself away with that one, but I’m not going to call him on it.She was just worried enough to attempt a negotiation, “How about just spanking. "It will, uh, be a while before the perps can even call out." You played them, didn't you?" Molly accused. "Isn't this entrapment?" We did nothing to mislead them. In fact, thanks to you, Gwen, they were clearly warned about the illegality of what they were doing. One of them even decided not to be involved, and that really strengthens our position. No, I don't think there is any chance of an entrapment charge." Even though you could have stopped it at the time?" Gwen asked."We were not.