"Sir," I begin, feeling quite chagrined -- and scared shitless. "I'm sorry. I'll behave now. I promise." Why should I believe you?" I jump, surprised ...t hearing your voice so close to my face."Sir, because I believe this to be important to you -- and to myself, even though I don't fully understand why. I do believe this is what you feel best of me, that this is what pleases you. For that, I will behave and do as you wish." I finished, still feeling quite meek, but not as meek as before, after I. It was all very innocent, but I can’t forget how it made me feel.” She fumbled one button undone. “I’m glad you don’t have much for breasts, Honey.” She unbuttoned a second before cupping her hands on Stace’s chest.My daughter kept quiet, trying to ignore what was happening.The woman slapped her face! “Don’t you judge me, you little cunt!”“I wasn’t! I never did this before.”The woman’s other hand caught Stace’s cheek with a loud, SMACK! “Hush!” The woman unbuttoned the top of my daughter’s. When Amanda was done with the crackers and cheese she put them back in the fridge, grabbing both another beer for Brandon and a glass of wine for herself. Amanda unclasped her bra, exposing her beautiful round, youthful breasts to Brandon. She mounted him, placing a leg on either side of his waist. For the first time, Brandon faltered. He stopped her, taking an extra-long sip of beer. “What’s a matter?” Amanda asked, naked and innocent, ready to take Brandon’s cock long and hard. “You don’t. Mike looked like a man possessed as he fucked himself into a frenzy. I noticed Kevin's cock looking very very delicious poking out from underneath his body. His big 8 incher was pointing straight down, pinned against the end of the weight bench at its base. Each time Mike thrusted, Kevin's meaty dick would bounce and swing and smack into the weight bench's steel leg. I found myself licking my lips hungrily, wishing I could run down and take my husband's meat in my own hands.Could I??Smack!.