? At that point, He raised His arm high in the air and started really smacking her bottom, paying no attention to where the brush landed.? Smack, smac..., smack, smack, smack, the brush beat down on her poor flesh, in moderate to severe spanks. Smack, smack, smack, smack, smack. ? The sound seemed to echo though the house.? Within seconds Claire was really crying.? She had no idea how long she had been there, or how much longer it was going to last. ? For Claire, not knowing how much time she had. “Ok, girls now we have some decisions for you to make. You must each pick a person to stand behind you and pull on your cuffs. You must also pick a person to control the remote. I was going to have you each pick one, but the same remote works both those vibrating eggs in your pussies right know. Brit you won the right to choose first, so who do you want to pull on your cuffs?”“Mom; I want mom to be behind me.”“Ok, Kacy, who do you want?”“Aunt Tam, would you be behind me?“Ok! Brit, who do you. They didn’t do it every night. Sometimes my parents even did it in the middle of the day.It worried me that I was thinking of them. There must be something wrong with me to have these thoughts for my father. I bit my lip, growing worried. The sermon soon came to the end and the choir led us in songs. Then there was closing prayer, and I just wanted to blurt out to everyone that my daddy was so sexy.The moment service was over, I knew I had to talk to someone. To Mom. She would understand. If I. He moved away from her ass enough so that she could lightly stroke him."And where was sweet Carly in this dream," he asked Alexis, moving his hips in time with the warm hand fondling his stiff prick. "Did she come home early and find her bed all disheveled? Did she see mom's panties and my boxers on the floor of the room and wonder what was going on?"He continued teasing Alexis's nipple as he spoke then began sliding his hand up and down her flat belly, over the curve of her hip."Did she come.