He told me to get in back seat and get down. He started to drive. Told me stay down and take off all my clothes and put them in the bag on the floor. ...anded me a mask and said to put it on. His voice became very demanding. Told me the only words I should speak are "Yes Sir!" He said "Keep your mother fucking head down! Fucking slut!" I said "Yes Sir!" Oh God I started to play with myself. I was so horny. He drove about 20 minutes. Pulled into a drive. I heard a garage door, he pulled in, then. He moved them slowly, massaging her muscles and smoothing her tendons as his hands moved closer to her core. She was mesmerized by the slow, steady progress his fingers made towards her molten sex. She could smell her own arousal and was somehow both proud and embarrassed at the same time when she understood that Terry could smell it, too. Every time his hands moved closer, his full, thick lips burned her flesh as he kissed and nibbled and licked at the taut skin over the insides of her thighs.. But her dad said, “That might not be all of your punishment I'm still thinking of some more.” This scared her because her father had a strange look in his eyes when he said this. She decided against saying anything more and just finished her dinner, so she could get her punishment over with.When everyone was finally done with dinner. Oscar grabbed Titania and Elincia’s hand and escorted them upstairs. Donna followed close behind. They reached mommy and daddy’s bedroom and were told to go wait. Melissa turned her attention to Cindy, but Cindy didn't much look like she felt like getting up even though her glass was also empty. “I'll get it if you toss me your keys. Joy, can I borrow an umbrella? It's raining like crazy out there!” “There are 3 bottles of wine in Cindy's car. We brought more vodka, too,” Cindy's husband, Rick, said. “Can you grab that, too? Looks like we're all in the mood for a long cocktail night!” Melissa smiled and nodded. Shawn rose to his feet. “I'll help you. You.