Both woman took a long break out in the kitchen while Roberta and myself held our new buzzing ass toys deeply in place. When they returned together a ...long while later, it was Mary that took the cam corder and began to film while my Penny moved in to take charge of us. Again we were side by side with our upper torso's resting on the couch with our exposed unprotected asses sticking out. Once in giggling playfulness a few years back, my Penny had put me over her knee and had lightly spanked my. He lusted for someplace to slide that hard-on, someplace hot and wet and slippery. His balls were swollen as big as melons. He needed to empty them.There was not a bitch in heat in the area. His keen canine senses assured the dog of that. And yet the dumb brute had scented hot pussy. That was why his cock had gotten stiff.Being a mere dog, the mastiff did not understand this, nor did he question it. A dog does not have a well-developed sense of depravity or morality.A dog does not realize that. As we talked she continuously tapped her crop against her leg.Lisa had continued her exercise regimen, but had been distracted as she surreptitiously attempted to listen to us. She made an awkward movement and broke her rhythm. Ingrid's head jerked around and she screamed something in German. She bounded over to the bending girl and snapped the crop across Lisa's upturned vulnerable backside. Lisa squealed, immediately dropped flat to the mat and rubbed her bottom. She glanced my way and to see. My dad dressed in tighter clothing as well. I would always stare at him day-dreaming, not really knowing what it meant.I was always confused about boys. I was never attracted to boys my age. It wasn’t until I had an affair with my male teacher in high school that everything started making sense. That the emotions and sensations I would feel when my dad held my hips while helping with my posture as I did my squats, were more than just a daughter's appreciation. They were feelings of lust.