“Ask .. me .. to .. be .. your .. girlfriend.” Todd’s eyes watered as the spanking was on his already sore bottom. He repeated the question ver...y quickly. Claire gave him a dozen more spanks, even harder ones, before saying in a very happy tone, “Of course I will Todd. Thank you for asking me. It is so unexpected.” After a few more spanks Claire said, “OK, you can get up.” Claire smiled as Todd got up again and rubbed his bottom, blushing but smiling at his girlfriend, then pulled his. ‘But it’s fun, isn’t it?’ she asked, caressing his bare thigh. ‘You can help if you want.’ ‘No, I just want to watch,’ she said though she kept her hand on his thigh. Did she know that was helping? ‘Can we kiss some more?’ She leaned in and kissed him again. Ted leaned back, relaxing and melting into her kiss. Damn, her lips felt so good against his. He caressed his hard cock faster, enjoying the moment. She broke their kiss for another good, long stare before returning her lips to his. ‘I. Ample room in the trunks for her hand, she thought. She decided two things within seconds of each other. Firstly, she just had to lose her top, because the sun was making her itch. Secondly, she wasn't going to be distasteful and do it herself. That was a job for Peter, and she would let him do it as a way of thanking him. He turned, following her eyes, clearly embarrassed by the length of time she had stared at him.Lauren and Peter ventured into the water only briefly, enough to be able to say. When he ordered her to look up at him, she obeyed, drool running down her chin. There she was, naked, on her knees, being degraded, verbally abused by daddy, who called her a cunt, a whore, a fucking Catholic slut. (Never understood that, since daddy was Catholic too. In fact, they were both wearing small crucifixes around their necks. Kind of funny when you consider how nasty the sex was.)Suddenly, without warning, he pushed her down on the carpet. She lay there, unmoving. But she did speak to.