"I put my hand on the small of Jacqueline's back to push her shirt up. Her skin was tight over the muscled body of a fitness competitor. My fingers fe...lt the muscles tense when Miss Malone kissed her."Girls," I said. "69, please."Jacqueline broke the kiss to look towards the girls as they positioned themselves on the couch. I moved my hand down and under her skirt-shorts. She got up on her toes when I palmed an ass cheek.Miss Malone was a step ahead of me and undid Jacqueline's shorts. The cloth. She knows him very well, in fact.'I stared into dad's eyes, searching for any trace that I should stop. I need not have bothered, because at my hesitation in the conversation, he told me to carry on.'Well, she's recently been trying to get the attention of this older man, hoping that he'll make a pass at me. Er, her', I let slip accidentally on purpose. Dad's eyes widened at my faux pas, and I was starting to get wet in my panties at the thought of the way I was propositioning my own dad.. He brushed against her virginal lips, and her body jumped in reaction. She was soaking wet, and it wasn’t pee. “You’re close, just a little bit above my hole,” she directed. When he finally touched her clit, she let out a deep sigh. “Yessssssssss! Scratch me right there!” she exalted, “Oh! It itches so bad! Scratch it harder!” she commanded.A steady flow of little girl juices ran over his hand, as Mr. Brooks worked her virginal clit with two fingers. He watched her young body convulse. Despite the fact that her own caning was imminent Maneka's eyes went to her lover's cock and it had not entirely deflated during the beating."Stand over there," Miss Carruthers told Roger, pointing with the cane before turning her attention to Maneka."I hold you mostly responsible for this, eighteen strokes, bare your bottom," Maneka was told and she knew that she about to receive the caning of her life.She was soon bare arsed bent over the settee and as stroke after stroke sliced across her.