I lost focus for a minute as tears formed. I blinked them away and looked at her again. She stood between my legs and touched her nails to my thighs. ...‘Professor Smith told me what song you sang at the Recital,’ she said. ‘I tried to do a word for word translation, and ended up paying to have it translated right. I bought every Alejandro Sanz album so I knew each song you sang to me in the last two months. I paid to have each one that you’ve sung translated too.’ I nodded. ‘Are you ready for. Tum bahut khraab ho muje nahi aana chahiye tha yaha.Fir maine saath mein hi uske lips pe apne lips rakh diye or choosne laga. Uski legs hilne lgi is baar jaise current lga ho ek dum se.Maine 5 min tak uske lips choosta raha fir maine apne ek hath uske suit ke upar se hi uske boobs pe rakh diya. Toh wo aaaaaaahhhhhhh sunny please mat kro aisa kehne lagi.Fir maine uski salwar khol di or suit bi utaar diya. Maine usko bed per leta diya or khud upar chad gaya. mein lund lund uski underwear ke upar. She wasn’t wearing anything other than those two pieces of cloth - as she knelt before me, barefoot, I couldn’t help but start getting hard.I couldn’t let them do this. Could I? On one hand, they were my daughters - my baby girls, who I’d raised, been there for their whole lives. I’d seen them grow up, I’d helped them become adults.On the other hand, they were right. I’d poured money into their upbringing for almost twenty years now, and what did I have to show for it? I deserved this. I. We knew both what would be up. Only I knew how I would do it ...Still silent we went back inside. Doors I left open, only closed the curtains. Grabbed a chair and placed it in the centre of her room. Gestured that she should stand at my left. And bend over my knee. I lifted her short skirt and exposed her butts. Pale and tight ... Soon to be shining and bright.I took my time from softly slapping and bits of caressing in between, to treating her to tougher and more severe spanks by my left hand..