You could see it in her face, her lips. Nadia could imagineJoanna with shorter hair, with a bushy eyebrows, with no tits. She couldsee her former boyf...iend in her current bestfriend, but it was like aghost that haunted her body, not a person. But she could never imagineJoe speaking to her with such tenderness, such patience, such affection.Perhaps Joanna was an improved Joe. Perhaps what Penny did wasn't sobad.But Joanna deserved to make her own life, ruined as it may be fromPenny. She deserved. She turned around and smacked her ass, and it reddened.Seeing her red palm print appearing on that ass made me stroke harder as I groaned with pleasure. She put the dildo in her ass and grinded her pussy against it and moaned and I stroked harder.Dimple: Squeeze that juicy cock for me, baby!Me: Let me fuck that ass, you naughty slut!Dimple: Ooh! Slut! God, that turns me on when you’re being mean!She took some cold lube and squirted some on her thick ass. She rubbed it in as she watched me to. Randi even told me how sorry she was for getting me into trouble and that I could start fucking her after my punishment. That’s when dad cleared his throat and closed the door behind him.Neither Randi nor I moved a muscle, as dad looked the situation over. There was Randi with her head on my pillow, her feet behind her head, holding her pussy open for me and there was me with my index finger all the way in her moist pussy. Plus dad had heard it all, how she had gotten me into trouble and how. When the flashing light disappeared from sight, he stopped us, securing me against him. Fear morphed into arousal as I felt his hard cock denting my tummy through my miniskirt. I needed to touch him! After locating his zipper, I freed his cock. Oh, how the mind played tricks when left fumbling in the dark. His cock seemed bigger – longer – thicker. The tip wasn’t where my fingers had expected.I stacked my hands, stroking him up and down his shaft, twisting, varying my grip and stroke. One.