It feels right and when he instructs me to remove my panties it brooks no argument. Reaching back, I slip my fingers into the waistband and lower the ...panties, turning them inside out as they cross over the swell of my rosy bottom. As the waistband makes its way down my thighs, the crotch gets caught up and I part my legs and have to tug before I’m able to dislodge them from my obviously wet slit. The spanking continues in earnest, my bottom now warmed-up, he spanks me harder and my yelps are. He got up so he was now sitting beside me on the bed. He noticed my hard little nipples poking out from my nightie. He gently reached out and began touching my breasts. Then he progressed to gently pinching my nipples between his fingers. I closed my eyes, and started breathing heavier.His hands found their way to the bottom of my nightie. He began inching my nightie up over my hips, over my stomach, and above my boobs. “You're fucking gorgeous” he gasped, as he sat back admiring my hard little. Becky was staring intently at her mother working her lips up and down the length of my throbbing manhood. When she saw that I was looking, Becky smiled at me shyly and opened her robe revealing a wispy bra and panty set that matched what Sharon was wearing. The sight of her hard nipples and hairless little slit through the lacy lingerie made me gasp out loud.Sharon heard me and, pulling my cock from between her lips, said, "They were having a buy one, get one half price sale. I couldn't. "Glad to hear it, dear. I rather like her, myself," her smile telling that she was obviously understating. "I just came to tell you I am a bit better now, and can do something about our evening meal."Euphemia started. "No, Isabella. You have to take things easy. I shall deal with the food preparation. It is time I did more in that line, anyway."Isabella said softly, "The painkillers are helping, but my tummy is still not right, so I fancy scrambled egg or something else light,.