By Christmas, Steve and I had moved in together, and already gotten married. We were sure that we were meant to be together and didn’t want to wait ...to start our lives together. Christmas with his family was a two day affair. We arrived at his parents’ house early afternoon on Christmas Eve. Even though we were already married, because we hadn’t had our church wedding yet, and because Grandma was very old-fashioned, we had to stay in separate rooms; mostly to keep up appearances. “Don’t worry;. When the pitiless brush reaches her pussy again I spin it around. With no warning I shove the smooth wooden handle up her wet cunt.Abby squeals and reaches down, grabbing my hand. Her body shuddering as another orgasm takes her. She pushes at my hand. Desperate to be fucked. With a grin I thrust the brush in and out of her quivering twat. Loving the way the teen squirms.Finally I toss the brush aside and climb on her. Driving my fuck rod deep. She wraps her arms and legs around me. Biting at my. ”Dani hooked her thumbs in the waistband, lifted her butt off the bed and slowly pulled her panties down to her knees. She opened her legs as far as the elastic would allow.Danny now had a full view of her pubic mound covered with light golden hair. There was also some hair framing her labia down to her ass crack. His breath caught as his mouth hung open stupidly, stunned with the intense feeling at this beautiful sight.Dani pulled her panties down but left them around her ankles and opened. I was going to be caned, not by Kristy, but by HER slut. Nancy whipped the first stroke of the cane efficiently across both sides of my bare bottom. I flinched. The second striation was so hot I had to wiggle. Every subsequent stroke evoked an exclamation from me. It seemed that she whipped harder as the caning progressed, and by the time she stopped and my bottom was well striated I was squirming uncontrollably."Very good, my slut. Now bind him."Nancy bond my wrists together and had me.