Her little clitty squirted all over the bed below her and in front of her. She began breathing harder and then nervously said “I’m so sorry Daddy....Please don’t be mad. I couldn’t help it. I didn’t even touch myself. Please don’t be mad.” She was very upset and almost on the verge of crying. I squeezed her body incredibly firmly, leaving marks in her hips. I had to get her to focus on something else, at least until I dumped my load in her. She let out a yell of pain as I squeezed her. Then I. ”Dale still didn’t know just how her bedroom was so messy as it wasn’t when she left it to go downstairs to the lounge just half an hour ago. However, as she looked around the room she saw a note with the written message, “Your turn.” Dale winced as she remembered playing a joke on Mary. They were still lovers and had spent lots of occasions together in one or other of their bedrooms, giving each other finger and tongue sex. Both got aroused by being disciplined by the young Governess, and,. I wanted him. I wanted to feel his hands on me and, more than anything, I yearned to feel him inside me.Jermaine looked at me, his eyes asking if this was what I wanted. Slowly, I slipped the robe off my shoulders. That was my answer.He stood and I watched him take off his t-shirt. His chest was furry, like a teddy bear, and I found it strangely comforting. When he removed his jeans, I realised that he was far removed from a teddy bear. His thick thighs were there in all their splendour and his. She moved to each man in turn and did the same thing. I loved her oral ministrations when she reached me and I could hardly wait to have my turn at her pussy. Once she had all of us "at attention" she pulled out a cloth sewing tape. She moved to her knees again and gave each dick a kiss and then measured it. I thought this was strange but went with the flow. I strained hard when she got to me but it barely made 4-1/8 inches. With the exception of the older bald man, Steve, and the black.