I had never snapped at her before,indeed, I suspected nobody had ever snapped at her since becoming ajudge. She must have realised that she had finall... crossed someindiscernible line and she just studied me silently. I let her stare fora few moments then stepped past her to sit at my vanity and repair mymakeup. She stepped onto the landing and I heard her talking on hermobile. Judging by the terms of endearment, I presumed it was hererstwhile lover. Later she rejoined me in the kitchen. I'm still captivated by her gorgeous body and my brain is boiling with contradictory emotions – to stay and stare, or take fright and flee. "Mrs ..." "Beth ... I ..." Neither of us knows what to say or what to do. Beth makes the first move, sitting on the edge of the bed and smiles. I don't know where to look. I've started to tremble and my hand at last moves from my tingling pussy but I don't quite know what to do with it. Without thinking, I lick my fingers and taste the reason why this is. Sam and Sharon got ready for their evening out and they drove nearby and picked up Ann to take her along with them. They quickly found a place where they could eat and Sam enjoyed basking in the experience of having dinner with not one but two hotties and his cock remained hard and aroused the entire time they were eating their steaks. Then, they got in the car again and drove to the club where they always enjoyed themselves drinking and dancing before they headed back to their house or to. ”I strode towards the table. My lips pouting as I once again stared at the belt.“Bend over the table.”His words were sharp, direct and invited no room for non-compliance. I leant over the table and I felt my skirt rise up the back of my thighs.I smiled to myself, knowing full well what a naughty girl I had been. I felt my Dad raise my skirt to bare my bum. His hand lingered on my bottom and caressed my cheeks.I was waiting for a comment, a growling snarl that would punish me because I had taken.