They would kiss, lick each other’s pussies and treat each other like lovers or subject one another to discipline punishments. I wondered when that b...gan.I began to theorize that it had simply always been this way between Betty and her daughters. They just accepted this way of life as sluts so easily and so readily and with it Betty’s overall authority over them. They would rebel of course against that authority but just as readily they would accept the consequences such as the restriction.I was. Omg they were bouncing like hell. I was not able to hold more so I called her we both went to my home. And opened the door with my duplicate key.As soon as we went in we both started kissing each other. We were getting wild. I was pressing her boobs from over the blouse and she was touching my hard on for the first time. We both smooched and she went down on her knees and opened my pant and took out my hard cock. And she was shocked. I asked her whether it was her 1st time. She said yes. And. This last fact did not escape Debbie. "Sharon, the littlepervert is looking right up your dress," she warned. Uponhearing this, Sharon started spanking me with renewed vigor.After a few minutes of this, with the girls ignoring myscreams and pleas to stop, Sharon made an observation on thecondition of my poor ass. "Deb, come here and see how redis ass cheeks are. Would you like to take over for me for awhile?"Debbie declined, thank goodness. However, she said, "Ithink he's had enough. " He frowns softly “A week? What happened Shan? Why was I out a week?”"I kind of... um... knocked you out... I didn't want you to see me like that..."“A week…” she bites her lip, hiding a smile “You knocked… your pregnant wife… on her ass… for a week? And what were you thinking? That you didn’t want me to see you fight… Why would I not want to see you fight? Some girls get turned on by that ya know, seeing their man fight to protect them. But you don’t risk it. Instead you knocked me.