It was at least ten inches long and immensely thick, shiny and red and swinging down like his big luscious tongue. He started to thrust his hips in pl...ce, at nothing. He wanted to fuck as badly as I did but didnt know how. I slid myself down further on the couch so that my crotch was against his neck and his head was over my small pale waist. I wished just then that Id had more wine, but I wanted it so badly at that point that I new I couldnt stop now. I pat my chest, Up, Monty, I said. He. As you open the door to let me in our eyes are instantly connected. No words exchanged... you grab my hand and pull me in close, placing your hands on the sides of my face, you kiss me passionately. I wrap my arms around you and we kiss softly for a long time. I’m feeling your strong back and arms. Mmmmmm Feeling your body heat against mine and your lips now travelling down my neck, my hands slide down your back to your ass. MmmmmmmmWe haven’t moved from the door way. I can’t take a step cause. But Wendy didn’t dare remove her face from the soiled panties. The spanking hurt too much for her to stop. A few minutes later Bill came back into the kitchen. Out of the corner of her eyes she saw he was holding a bucket and some and some things she couldn’t make out in his other hand. From the bucket he slopped cold water on her ass. Wendy shivered from the change in temperature. Then she felt him start to rub her back side with something rough. “I’m going to wash your dirty. "Morning, Babygirl," he sang, his strong, sure back turned away from me.I cleared my throat. "Morning, Daddy," I breathed. I held the paddle at my side. He turned off the burner and grabbed a towel and wiped his hands."Bring my plate and the paddle to the table, my goofy slut. Your plate will remain the oven until I am... finished," he said with a playful smile as he scanned my body and smiled."Yes, Daddy," I said, still waiting for Daddy to reveal my fate. I laid Daddy's plate on the table and.