I gasped with sheer passion. Everything I had fantasized about was now coming true.I pulled my body on top of his and kissed him again. My breasts wer...e heaving against his chest. I had to have more. I needed him. I ran my tongue down his chest, stopping to suck his nipples. My pussy was dripping with cum. I pulled down his boxers and his hard cock sprung out. I ran my finger along his throbbing cock. He gasped at the touch. I knelt down and flicked my tongue across the top of his head. I. We could sure use some help!’ That was it, the big pitch? He didn’t actually even ask me for help, just that they could use some! Feeling uneasy, I stood up and thanked him for the food. He asked if I needed a place to stay but I begged off and left. I went to a bar on Douglas, across from the train station. The bartender was also the owner, and I used to stop by for a drink once in awhile when I was a beat cop. We weren’t exactly friends, but we got along okay. He was always nice to me. I. He probably wanted to fuck his little girl silly, but was too afraid of how she would react. Luckily, Catherine didn't share his concerns, and since she had already had several affairs, some rather bizarre, she saw no reason not to use her daughter as others had in the last two days. But before she could do anything, she knew she had to find a way to handle her son, she couldn't trust him to not use any of what she planned against her in an effort to win favor with his father. "Dennis, come. One thing was certain though was that Sarah had been taught a very good lesson in discipline and one that any daughter of anyone in the room should be taught in the same circumstance.Sarah couldn't stop crying and knew the tears were flooding down her cheeks. She was happy that the spanking was over, she knew when she spoke rudely to Sandra that she had earned a spanking. She expected it to be Sandra who gave it to her. Any thoughts at the time about Vanessa spanking her she assumed would be in.