But so do you for being a pathetic bald, flat-chested humiliation slut. So, here’s what we’re going to do.”She turned to the cheerleaders, “Ke...ep her on the edge!” She commanded and the girls quickly returned to their tickling. They learned from their experience and quickly had me on the edge of orgasm, moaning as their coach stated the rules of my spanking.“OK, Tissues, you get to make the decisions about your Mother’s spanking. Whatever you say, we will do to her,” I was writhing, trying to. I worked with my dad summers and had an internship at his company. When I graduated, dad bought me the car of my choice, and I think I blew his mind when I bought a Subaru Outback. So sue me, I love to fish and the roof rack could carry my rowboat.Cathy also worked with my dad during the summers, and when she met and married her husband Jack, mom and dad put on a great wedding and the newlyweds did not have to pay for anything.I got a job at my dad’s company. It was not nepotism, because dad. I am not sure when he left but we had a good time. The KY was still sitting on the coffee table. I went back into the bedroom and saw that Teresa was up and using the bathroom and getting her morning cigarette in. I grabbed a Girls Gone Wild DVD I had purchased earlier in the week but had not watched and said to Teresa through the bathroom door, I am going to be on the couch, dont forget that I want to hear all the details about you and Greg from last night. She said Okay and I went in the. He looked over at Dixie and she was sleeping. He looked back at me and then at Dorothy's tits.I asked him, "Have you ever seen Dorothy's tits before?"He was drunk but shook his head no.I told him to come have a better look, so he got up like he was in a daze, and sat on the side of our bed. I told him go ahead and touch them, because he'd never get another chance. He looked back at the other bed and seeing his wife sleeping, then reached out and touched Dorothy's breasts. He kept rubbing them.