"Perhaps y'all will get a chance to punish me some other time..."Annie winked flirtatiously at him, as she knelt down to gently tap the side of his ch...ek with her palm. She then straightened herself, and headed out of the saloon, feeling triumphant.Some days passed by. Lyle was on the hunt for his bounty. Not that she was being hard to find. She hadn't even left New Saint Germain!After a tip-off, Lyle headed to a place of notoriety in the town - an infamous brothel, known as Le Vilain. As we're going down, I discretely grind my hips in circles against his arousal. Knowing that they could turn around any moment and catch us made it that much more exciting. Emboldened by lust, I reached behind me and stroked his cock slowly to fan his desire. After they exit on the ground floor, I push the button for 19 again. Common sense suspended by a hormone cocktail, I lift my long skirt and turn around so he can enter me from behind. Smiling mischievously, he plunges his cock inside. How they howled and screamed, and I am afraid we loved it, so exciting! Then on one occasion, Miss Isobel had finished giving twelve strokes, and this boy shouted at the end that we were a couple of fucking bitches and we should be locked up. Miss Isobel was livid! She pulled down the boy’s shorts and started flaying him with the cane. One stroke after another! He screamed out, Harder! HARDER! Imagine our surprise when we saw his cock spurt. After this, we had that boy on our bench many. " Spread your legs, Mother."I put my hands on the edge of the bed and spread my legs, showing my daughter my very wet pussy.Jackie opened the front of her pants and slid them down her legs. As I looked at her black French cut panties, I felt more fluids run out my vagina. She didn't say anything but crawled on the bed and spread her legs to snuggle up behind me. I felt her nipples pressing into my back and her hands were rubbing up and down my sides."This is turning you on, isn't it?" she.