“Sure thing, Jugs!” I answered causing her to blush.“Did I tell that story yesterday?” she asked, touching the side of her head.“Oh, there�...�s a story behind that particular nickname, Mom?” I asked.“Yes, eat your breakfast, it’s getting cold!”I dug into it all as did my little sister – Mom always could cook anything she tried, and breakfast was her specialty.“Mom, I promise to cook and clean as needed around the house, OK?” I said.“Sure thing, ‘Biscuit!” she responded, “I need to fill you with. He nodded, his face red. She patted histhigh. "Don't expect too much milk, I'm just beginning. The more you suckthe more milk I make!" "Of course, and you know your'e going to be disciplined. I think we'lldo that first. Oh, first, take off all your clothes and hang them neatlyover the chair! And then go out to the kitchen and bring back the cane,and oh yes, the paddle and strap as well!" He gasped, as he stood upand unbuttoned his belt! When he returned from the kitchen on bare. “Let’s fuck her royally!”Jon groaned in excitement. Who would have guessed Andrew would accept this? Kneeling down in front of them, he gave Kyra’s parted pussy lips one long look and saw her juices dripping from her vagina, her clit hard and swollen.“What a beautiful cunt you have, you little bitch!” He murmured huskily. Kyra moaned at his words and him, gripping her hips, maneuvered her so her pussy was in the right position before feasting on her like never before.Kyra let out a loud cry.. " But Elaine," I said, flustered. "I'm 48 years old! I'd look ridiculous!" Your dad's 79," Elaine countered."Yes," I replied, "but it's OK for him. He's the one living in shelteredhousing. He doesn't have to go outdoors in a frock. It's me who'd be theone driving across town looking like a... like a..." The word is "woman", Charlie. Trust me, your dad would be thrilled tosee you getting behind him like this."The whole idea was outrageous. "Why are you even suggesting this?" Iasked."Well, I'm.