Head bowed in shame, Bill stood up and followed behind his wife. He could hear snickering behind him as he walked. Entering the bedroom, Karen ordered... loud enough so that their friends were sure to hear, "Strip!"Red faced and horrified at his own behavior, Bill was barely out of his clothes when Karen turned around holding a filmy little piece of white, silky, something. "I was going to wear this for you one night, soon." she taunted, holding the feminine garment by its straps so that it. She shivered as she ran to the bedroom to retrieve the cane. She hated this. She silently berated herself for her error. She thought she had it figured out, she could change into shorts just for a while, and get back home before Daddy did. Her friends were always commenting about wearing skirts all the time, and refusing to play some of their more raucous games. Not only had she disobeyed Daddy's direct orders, she was going to be deceptive about it too. Her stomach knotted as she thought about. She took my hand and led me up to my room. There, in the just the light from the street, she stripped me and started working on my cock, giving me a glorious hand-job. I opened my eyes and looked down. I saw her hand working on my cock, and then I saw her other hand. It was buried between her own legs, working away in the recesses hidden there. I stopped her hand on my cock and whispered, "Oh, Cathy, I'm so sorry. All I seem to be thinking about is myself. I forgot that you probably get horny,. I could taste his salty cum sliding down my throat,causing me to cough and turn my head. Five more menreplaced those three as the cum slid off of my face,dribbling down the side of the bowl. The five gruntedas they simultaneously shot their loads onto my faceand body.3 loads covered my left cheek, my chin, my eye, Iturned my face back towards the raining cum, as itfilled my eyes. The other two shot huge, runny loads onmy sweet tits, my bellybutton. Red came over andstarted licking the cum off.