" B-but Ma'am," I faltered, "I d-didn't--" Not another word," Cynda's voice remained cool as ever, but it had asudden tone of frightening authority. "...Apologize And Ask For Correction."The woman in the blonde wig giggled. Completely cowed, I scampered up tothe manly Dora."I'm terribly sorry, Ma'am," I said in a contrite, high-pitched voice,"W-Will you p-please p-punish me?" With pleasure!" Dora's smile was slight but well-satisfied. "Lower yourpanties and bend over, with your hands on the coffee. Then Lana stepped out of her now removed g-string. When she turned to face the camera, I saw a shaved, gorgeous pussy. Debbie slowly stood and faced her Mom, before turning around and bending over the bed for her turn. I didn't need to direct them. Lana slowly lowered her daughter's French panties, exposing a sexy toned arse, and when I asked her to lick Debbie's arse like her's had been licked, she complied, but she also kissed each cheek for the camera. Debbie was looking back at her mother. ..A series of low, short shrieks came from the room, then muffled as though something had been thrust into the sound hole. There were deep grunts as from a large man doing 'something' that required a great deal of exertion. Intermingled were higher-pitched cries, cut-off so they came in a series of wails. and it was followed by choking gurgles. Sweat broke out on his forehead and his cock hardened even more. He could almost picture what incredible works were being performed on the Poor. Paul was way ahead of me, the tease. "Very sexy, you are pretty slutty," he admired, "so I'll let you take off the thong, but you have to do ONE more thing for me, alright? Okay?"I would have done virtually anything to get my thong off. "Yes," I said in a hushed voice."Go to your computer again," Paul said, "if it's still on, and if it is, I want you to forward to me right now, right now, the email you sent to this guy, okay?" Okay." I was too aroused to think of the implications; I just wanted.