We’d usually do chores around the house, and there was seldom any breaks or downtime.Mom would send us to play with Jenny, or she took us to the bea...ch with the Donovans. Mom made it a point to ensure we were ‘learning’ even if we had fun.As an example, she brought out this old art set my grandmother sent me, but I never used. It contained a collection of airbrushes you have to blow through to apply paint. My mom made us paint a bikini onto our hairless pussies, down our crack and around our. After about an hour, Beverly walked into the room, and settled down on Steve's lap. She didn't say a word, and Steve was tempted to ask what was up, but he just sat there, following the conversation as it continued. He started idly tracing his fingers around her stomach, and down her hip and the outside of her thigh, but didn't get anywhere near any erogenous zones. She snuggled in closer, though, so it was obviously stimulating her, if not actually arousing her."I could do this all day, you. "I have no idea how hard to hit or how many," said John as he looked at the implement in his hands."As hard as you can and you will know when to stop," said Richard before bending over the kitchen table and presenting his firm buttocks for a whipping.John looked at the arse that he had fucked and would probably fuck again but then held the cane against it then drew it back and brought it rapidly forward SWISH THWACK.The sound the cane made when it impacted against Richard's backside shocked. Jay searched my skirt, trying to find the zipper. I showed him the zipper on the left side. He slowly pulled it down. Then he slid the skirt down my legs after I raised my hips to allow him to remove the skirt more easily. I laid there on the couch as he looked at my body. I felt like covering up, I’m not too proud of my body, but he wouldn’t let me. He sat there and stared at, what he considered, my beautiful body. His hands caressed me from my shoulders, across my breasts and down my stomach..