For our last project of the year, we had to pick a door to paint before it was to be removed. They were tearing everything apart, so we actually got t...o keep the doors. I still have mine.’ I sighed before continuing. ‘I loved and hated the project. I loved the fact we could paint whatever we wanted, and on furniture nonetheless, but I hated it because it was like we were saying goodbye to the arts at Bloomington High School. Then I heard my favorite teacher—whose passion for art and creativity. Balding ,average height and his last name was very fitting as he was as fat as he was rich double chin almost to point of enveloping his neck, hanging man moobs, great fat belly but with a surprisingly impressive cock he was hardly topping best looking rich mans lists. Now as a large greedy man he never married as not to share his wealth he usually relied on hookers to satisfy his perverse sexual needs for many years this lifestyle suited him very well but he had a problem that turned into a. My goodness! Angela is riding my cock harder and harder and I’m trying to hold my cum back. What should I do next with the girls? So hard to think! “Angela, lie down on your side.” I’m becoming her big spoon. She’s the small spoon, facing the backrest of the sofa. “Nadine? Would you 69 with Angela? Is that something-“ “Yes Frank!” Nadine interrupts. She squeezes in between the backrest and Angela. Good that my couch is so wide! I’m pulling my dick out of Angela’s pussy and I’m pushing it. Daddy will need to punish his little girl and have her lay across his lap for a spanking.” I shivered at his words. His hands were on my hips leading me over to the couch. I watched Daddy sit down in front of me. He spread his legs and pulled me between them. He lifted my shirt and placed a kiss on my belly. He ran his hands up my legs, under my skirt and cupped my ass cheeks. He began to knead my cheeks, all while rubbing his day old scruff on my stomach. “You know this skirt is too short,.