Now go on, run and get it because now I have another reason to punish you.”She looked up at me and then shook her head. “Daddy John! You tricked m...!” She accused me.I put an expression of astonishment on my face. “I did? Really! Well I do not know! Now go and get your collar, you’ll be needing it!” I turned her around and sent her to the door with a swat on her backside.I swear she gave a giggle as she ran away from me. She returned a few minutes later with her collar firmly placed around her. When they both agreed I was, he asked which one wanted to go first. I handled the bit of surprise on their faces by saying I just wanted quickies since we hadn't much time that night. When they fumbled the choice, I just grabbed the hand of one of them and said, "Let's all go," and pulled him up. Hubby motioned for the other to follow and we all headed out the back way.Hubby had parked his car in a dark area and we headed to it. I bent over the boot so we could watch anyone who might be walking. That must have been the right prescription for her because she went on a strict diet of cock and cum. She hasn't visited for 5 years before that.When she got back home here on the West coast, she had an incredibly horse voice, a Bald spot in her long beautiful hair from some guys pulling her hair as they jammed as much as they could into her because they probably thought it would be the absolutely last time they would be dipping into her again. Most of her lays were ex boyfriends that didn't. Sometimes it was for only a minute, sometimes it was for a half an hour. Sometimes we talked about her life, about Viking culture, and about combat theory. Other times we talked about nothing at all.On the sixth day, I found time in the late evening. The other Zavalan girl was asleep when I walked in. There was a thick bandage around her chest, but I could tell that, like Emmy, the girl didn’t have much bust underneath. I was beginning to think that these people on average had smaller.