Carol groaned and shook her arse slightly as Duncan watched a red line appear."Can't you do better than that?" taunted the bent over Carol."I will try..." said Duncan before landing a second CRACK that was indeed louder than the first one and brought a stifled, "Oh shit," from Carol.The third CRACK brought a louder, "Shit, oh fuck," from Carol whose whole body seemed to tremble and Duncan smiled as he watched the third red line appear.Duncan went on with the caning and after six strokes, Carol. Anyway, I told her to meet me and we could go for a ride or something. She came out to my hood, and we chilled in her Beemer, parked up in my back yard... She wore a short white skirt that I was touching to see what kind of material it was. I asked her if she missed my dick, and she smiled saying she wouldn't have come over if she didn't... I laughed as I caressed her inner thigh with my right hand, while playing in her hair with my left. She had long curly hair, like a Spanish goddess,. Even if I have to be a tyrant and an asshole to your mother, you are going to have a normal senior year."That sent her flying into his arms, giving him a big problem of where to put his hands. She didn't care, though, as she was sobbing in relief and gratitude. "Your braces come off in early October, don't they?" he asked, trying to bring some relief to her crying. "You'll be ready for French kissing then, won't you?" DA-AD!" She looked up at him, trying to be stern, but unable to drown the. Often, I have seen them fucking but they rarely remove all their clothes. Mostly, my mother would be nude only at bottom while my father would only lower his pajamas to his knees. Sometimes, I would get up early in the morning to catch a bottom nude glimpse of my mother as she had sex the previous night and even her panties would be off. Quite often, I didn’t have much luck as my mother would cover herself in a bed sheet but sometimes it was hot and she let the sheet go revealing full view of.