It was all so wonderful, and now I'm crying like a baby..."Tammy, like every good mother, knew her daughter well enough to ask the tough questions. "A...y? Are you afraid Brian is going to leave us, someday? Is that why you're weepy?" Don't say that," she wailed! "Don't even think about it. Brian can't leave us. What will we do without him?" Her tears came faster, and she was nearly hysterical when Tammy crawled on to the bed with us, took Amy in her arms, and rocked her like a newborn baby. The. She interrupted her soliloquy of my failures that day to comment on what had just happened. She said only that the spanking would now go on a little longer, as I would now feel a more intense pain from it because I have cum.She did continue for several more minutes, and she was correct that the pain did sting so much more.My ass and back thighs were all now rather rosy when she stopped. Again, she gently rubbed my ass and told me she hoped I learned a lesson from this. She had me stand, then. ”“Gonna kill her?” Emma asked angrily.“Not right away,” I said. “I think I’ll need to do something outstanding to punish her adequately. When we’re done with her, we’ll decide what to do with what’s left over.”“Lover,” Emma said and we looked into each others eyes. “When we find her, I want you to be done with medical school. I want you to keep her alive for a long time while we make her wish she was dead.” She said it coldly and she meant it. “What I said about Miranda, that one less like her. As I got them down, I saw she had on the cutest little bikini underwear, and right in the center of the crotch was a giant wet spot. I leaned down and kissed it, taking in a deep breath of my first real encounter with pussy. I ran my tongue over the wet spot and then hooked my fingers into her panties. She instantly lifted her ass off the bed, allowing me to get better access to her. I pulled her panties off and tossed them next to her shorts and shirt. Now I had my first, completely.