Debbie stamped her foot but held her hand out straight while Vicky bought the cane down for the second stroke. Then the third struck her palm with an ...almighty crack; this seemed even harder than what the first two had been. Debbie cried, screamed and stamped her foot, waving her stinging hand around.Vicky had then grabbed hold of her hand and kissed the stripes before thrusting Debbie's hand between her legs onto her steaming hot wringing wet fanny. She then screamed at Debbie to fuck her and. Come on. Let's go upstairs and make like bunnies."I laughed, took the hand she held out to me and followed her up the stairs. At the top of the stairs she stopped and looked in the direction of my room and then hers."Your room or mine, Bro?" Mine I think would be best. The folks never come in my room but they do yours. If we don't have time to clean up afterwards they won't find anything in your room and I can clean up in the morning if I have to. The most they ever do is glance in to see if. So, your job is to do and say as little as possible. Do you understand?” Lorraine asked.Before she could answer, Aislyn said, “That means our friends don’t need to hear about what a good little cocksucker you are.”Grace put her hand on Mac’s arm before he could say something. “Of course, Aislyn. I wouldn’t want to do anything to embarrass McKinley’s older sister.”Both Mac and his father suppressed their urge to laugh. Aislyn was pissed. But Lorraine said, “She’s younger than McKinley, but it’s. Her beauty assaulted my senses as she removed her shirt. Shorts fell to the tile and she stepped out of them. She unfastened her bra and dropped it on the counter. As she did, she looked up and smiled at me. I felt like a dumb cow staring, open mouthed, at her. But, she gave no notice. Her breasts are smallish, with pretty pink nipples. Her body is slim and her toes are super cute, painted white to offset the golden blonde of her hair.Standing there, mesmerizing and debilitating, she paused and.