It wasn’t that busy so they got their coffees and some sweets. Dave suggested a table, so they sat.Doris said, “I want to hear a lot more about th...e Circle and what it’s like to be a member. I particularly want to know why everyone doesn’t fly around in a jealous rage and why there isn’t a population explosion in your midst.” She laughed.The two of them sat in the coffeehouse and talked until lunch. There was a Panera Bread across the street, so after noon the two of them went over to the. I can feel her pulse in her clit as I suck it into my mouth. Pushing my tongue into the hood around the little button of flesh, I circle my tongue around and around her clit. She is bucking her hips and trying to pull my face in even closer to her. Pushing herself hard against me. As she starts to cum I lift her hips and sit up so her legs are across my shoulders, never stopping the tonguing I am giving her clit. My fingers slipping into the hot wet hole of her cunt. Her muscles are pulling at. ”Pull up your petticoat and come over her” he said as he patted his lap.She hesitated and glared at him. “Over here now!” he commanded.She began to say something, and then stopped. She stepped out of her Prada black patent leather high heels, pulled up her petticoat and walked over. She was wearing a skimpy set of La Perla panties, another show of the shopping that had led to the financial problems she was now facing. She bent over his lap. He adjusted her so her hips were over his right thigh. It was now time for Peggy to learn discipline.The control they had over their mother was exciting to them, and now, with Peggy, it was even better. They knew, and their mother knew, that, if they decided to abuse Joan in front of their father, it would cause a break in the marriage. But Joan knew that she would do it even at the expense of losing her husband. She couldn’t do without the abuse now. It was part of her life, most of her life. She loved her husband, but she loved more the pain, the.