" We'll talk about it at home," Mom replied.They drove to the house and both went inside."So, Trina, you want to tell me about today?" her mom started...butbefore she could answer she held up a hand stopping the answer. "Wait,let's see if we can't get things a bit more settled first. Follow me."They walked up the hall to Miranda's bedroom and stopped in front of amirror on the back of a door."You first," she instructed her daughter."Huh?" You went through the mirror in my room back in the other. As we went through the hall, I grabbed my jacket. It still smelt a little bit of the previous evening's chip shop visit, but a brief outing in the fresh air would probably cure that.We let ourselves out of the flat, went down the stairs and into the street. We found ourselves in the shadow of the terrace, so crossed over the road to get away from it and into the sunshine. There was only a little bit of heat in the mid-February early morning sun, but it was just good to be out in it after weeks. Trisha held the back of her seat for me to climb out of the car and I walked up to the front door, uncertain as to what I could expect. Becky's mother was congenial but cautious. She peered out at the car, looked me over and told me to make sure her daughter was home by midnight, all before telling Becky I was there.A few awkward moments passed while I waited for Becky to make her appearance. The front room was larger than the one at my house but sparsely furnished. Young voices from another. The noises coming from her fanny were lovely.By now, I had decided to replace the whip with my cock, so I pulled it out.I placed my cock between her pussy lips. The feeling was incredible.“Scarlett, do you want me to fuck you now?”She nodded vigorously.I held my position and watched as she tried to push herself onto my cock, but I did not let her.I looked over at Billie, who smiled and nodded.I spanked Scarlett hard on the arse and then rammed into her, fucking her fast.Because of this she was.