What would happen to her if she stayed in such a wicked and sinful place?"Erin," Jane called, knocking on her door before opening it and peeking in. "...There you are. We're having lunch now. Would you like to join us?" Uh, sure," Erin said, getting to her feet."This is Tasha, and this is Jason" Jane said, introducing her. "And this is my daughter, Erin." Hi," Erin said, staring at the tiny girl that she had just watched having sex with everyone."Hi," Tasha said, a big smile on her face. "It's so. ......She told John she would like to see him again and to meet her back here at the tree after lessons.For John, the afternoon dragged by. He wanted to see this amazing Wendy girl again who smelled so good.For Wendy the afternoon was fun. She flirted with the girls and looked forward to meeting this new boy.In the afternoon John arrived at the tree as arranged but no Wendy.He stood and looked around and was just going to go back to his room when Wendy stepped out from behind the tree and. This is your naughty spot. Think about how rude you were until I say you can move. Understood?” “Yes, Sharon,” I replied, realising I was sniffing and sobbing. Sharon told me afterwards I spent twenty minutes with my nose pressed against the wall. I did think about what I had said to her so rudely. All in all I thought it was a well-deserved and well given first ever spanking, for both of us. Afterwards, Sharon and I went to the kitchen and had a coffee. We discussed the spanking. Sharon. God knows how he could have gone any harder or faster. He was at manic pace to start with. It was Steph who grabbed his butt with her other hand and ramped up his pace.My bff, the slut I didn’t realise she truly was; was like my whorish self watching her step brother root the life out of me.Geez it was a good fuck. I needed it. The tension of the wedding prep dissipating in pure bodily fun. My pussy assuaged in fun. Yeah weddings should be fun.“Oh fuck you bitch...you slutty.