Did I really agree to that? In the first few weeks, Liam was absolute in his insistence that I could not begin to go to bed until after my spanking. ... could not even change into any sort of night clothes. Otherwise, he sent me back to get fully dressed again. And would then make me wait, sometimes for hours, before he would announce, in a matter of fact manner, that it was time for my spanking. Some nights, I would stand there in the bedroom, waiting for him to finish in the bathroom, unable. He said he was probably far too big to put his thing into my.... thing..... but then he put his hand on it and it was all wet so he said he was going to try and it slipped in really easily. I tried to stop him, but he wouldn't stop." Of course my dear, it wasn't your fault." But I feel so bad because I really liked what he did." Oh yes, I know what you mean - ah, you don't have to explain,” said Penny quickly trying to cover her gaffes."I think I know what he did,” she went on, trying to sound. Olivia knew this had been a far harder caning than any she had been given previously, but being next to her Mum, listening to the swish as it flew through the air knowing it was aimed at her Mum and not her, hearing her Mum’s gasp of agony, that was so different also. She had never been caned with anyone else before. She had watched friends being spanked knowing she was being watched when it was her turn but this was different. She quite liked that bit. Listening to her Mum being caned. It. We stayed like this for about 5 mins and then got her to turn round so we could kiss. She was super horny once she tasted my lips. I asked her if she enjoyed herself, which she said that she loved it. Two cocks at the same time. As she was horny, I suggested she should go next door for some one on one with Steve, but she had to be noisy and vocal so I could hear what was going on. Guess what? She agreed.She slipped out our bedroom and into the spare room. I never heard much for a while as I.