I opened it invitingly for him. We moved our heads violently back and forth in an effort to find the position that would allow our tongues to enter th... other's mouth as deeply as possible. As I noisily swapped my saliva with dad's, I became aware of the equally noisy slapping of my sweat covered thighs as they bounced against dad's powerful thrusting movements. After four or five minutes of fucking like this, I felt the familiar tingle of an oncoming climax. I was encouraging dad to bang me. Finally it happened, fingertips danced around my base as another hand cupped and gently squeezed my balls. I moaned into the tape covering my mouth and tried to move my hips to force their fingers where I wanted them, but I was held tight to the bed. With all the attention being given to my hard on I didn’t feel the legs caressing my ears, but I could smell the musky, sweet scent of wet pussy engulfing my nostrils. Oh god please let them take this damn tape off I want a taste. I begged over. ” Emma blushed. Mrs. Carson looked crossly at her daughter then back to Mrs. Denver who after all was in charge of this situation. Mrs. Denver said firmly, “Right Emma, as your mother is sure of her decision to submit to my discipline we will get this done. Please take your knickers off and stand by the chair.” Emma said respectfully, “Yes Miss.” She stepped out of her knickers putting them on a spare chair, and then stood by the spanking chair with her skirt lifted up well up above her. I couldn't resist teasing you." It's Ok."I dropped my hands down to Mom's waist and began toying with her navel, circling my fingertip around and around, then slowly poking it in and out. The suggestion wasn't lost on Mom."Stop that." What?" You know what."I kept playing with Mom's navel."Do you think Grandma let Dad touch her?"Mom missed a beat. "I'll bet she did. I bet Dad felt her up all the time."Mom was stiff. I suspected I was onto something and I pursued it."Let's look up some old.