I replied “3, Papaw”. He pulled back and said, “I am teaching you well. Would you like to go to my closet and look at our special books?” ... I shrugged, whatever. He got out of bed and took my hand and helped me up. It was a huge dark closet with an old kitchen chair in the corner. He sat down and motioned me to sit in his lap. I sat back on him, he pulled my legs over each of his thighs, spreading my legs very wide, and positioned his hard fat cock back into my pussy folds. His. " I handed her the phone. She dialed the number but didn't press the call button. "Warren, I do not want to speak with my mother. Get him on the phone for me, please?"I nodded and took the phone thumbing the call button. Her mother did pick up. I said, "Good afternoon, may I speak to Mister Redd, please?" Just a moment. I'll get him."A moment later, he picked up. I said, "Mister Redd?" Yes, this is Steve Redd."I never heard the other phone hang up and it had that hollow sound that you could. She whipped him harder, across his back mostly, but also across his buttocks and the back of his legs, Dayna looked down and saw a few trickles of blood running down his cock, she loosened the strap a little as she didn't want to hurt him too much, then she started on his back again.Her arm got tired so she stopped, his back, buttocks and legs were covered in red welts, blood was welling in some of the marks. She untied his arms and let him stand, she undid his ankles as well and led him. They'd known or suspected their daughter's sexual preferences for a long time, but as with any loving parents their love for Wendy was unconditional and before the day was out they'd been as excited as anyone about the forthcoming births!For Karen, a particularly poignant moment had been when Frances had taken her to one side and said, "I can't pretend I approve of your relationship with Steven, I probably never will"Karen nodded in understanding, "Thank you for your honesty Frances" she said,.