With her creamy bare ass exposed, he laid her across his lap, pulled the sleeveless T-shirt over her head and started spanking her. “I’m going to ...tan your ass until it glows red in the dark.”The more she wailed and kicked, the harder he spanked her. Grandma was listening to every smack, enjoying the sound and the cries. Misty not only deserved, but also needed a good hiding administered by a strong, authoritative male figure like her father. Despite her age, Grandma felt a faint tingling deep. This was it! It was actually going to happen! She started to undo the buttons on my shirt, and when it was open she rapidly pulled it off me in a jumble of flailing arms. I slid my hands up her legs lifting her dress further as I went. I reached her waist and paused.... she smiled at me so I took that to carry on so I lifted the dress off her completely and she was left wearing just a black thong, her breasts standing proud with tremendous hard nipples ready to be licked. She kissed me again. Sometimes late at night I would hear daddy, his cries of pain echoing through the house as mommy would land blow after blow on his flesh. Making empty promises daddy would beg for her forgiveness. After awhile she would give into him and the cries of pain would be replaced with screams of tormented ecstasy. And with out fail the next evening mommy would have that women propped up at the dinner table, fork in one hand spoon in the other, a plate filled with food as if at any time she was going. Then I slowly went top on her and started kissing her. Slowly we caressed each other body and were nude in minutes. Due to the cream on her body is so silky and am not able to hold her. It was like heaven, am trying to hold her boobs but they’re so slippery. But I enjoyed a lot. She applied some cream on my tool and started stroking it. I applied the cream on her belly area and slowly rubbed through pussy and asshole. She slowly widened her legs and started moaning. The moaning makes me crazy.