Her parents had obviously just got up, because although Don was fully dressed, Marie had on a thin robe that did nothing to hide her voluptuous figure...and she had that glow that said she'd just been well and truly screwed!They agreed immediately that Frankie could go with us and as we sat down to a cup of coffee I noticed a tiny little bulge on Marie's thigh under her robe and I realised she was wearing stockings, the thought hit me then that apart from my own stockings, I was naked beneath my. “He’s scared, humiliated, and angry,” said Candace.“Okay, but scared?” said her daddy.“Yes, he’s afraid people, us, will be laughing at him, or pitying him, or doing dumb stuff to try and make him feel good. He is real upset that anyone knew about it: the cutting off of his manhood. The humiliation he was feeling because I knew about it was tearing him up inside, no doubt about it,” she said.“And us,” he said. Candace looked down.“Dad, do not try to talk to him now. Maybe some time, but. ...and she agreed.After a fling around the dance floor, handbags at our feet, wejoined for a slow number. She felt so warm and loving in my armsand I nestled into her and kissed her gently on the neck. Sheresponded with a moan, put a hand on my cheek and pulled my faceto hers. There we were, spotlighted on the dance floor, engagedin a full French kiss. The best of it was, I would have done itanyway, despite being ordered to by my master and mistress.Dana asked me to come back home with her. I. The first time we’d done this, Annie and I kind of escalated without planning to. This time though, we both knew she was undressing. We’d been fucking for a few weeks, but we’d been inside in the privacy of the house and in a darkened room. This time we were outside.Annie came outside and brought some wardrobe with her. Mom had left for work barely thirty minutes earlier. We had the run of the place for hours. I had mapped this out in my head for a few weeks now. I gave Annie the breakdown of.