Her kisses on my lips were passionate too, and neither of us minded the fact that our lips were slippery and sliding around, covered in each other's j...uices.Finally she fell limply on my chest, turned her head sideways, and just breathed."I love you so much, Daddy," she panted."I know, baby. I love you too," I said. "Was that what you had in mind?" Better," she sighed. "Much better."I left her there to nap and got dressed to go up and relieve whoever needed relieving. When they found out their. Mr. French then stroked her again, fondling and soothing her skin.“You are a bad girl Suzanne,” He told her “And bad girls get punished don’t they?”“Yes.” She answered in a whisper, fearing another slap to her already sore ass.He lightly tapped her again, managing to catch exactly the same spot as before, increasing the sensitivity.“I didn’t hear you.” He teased a little.“I said, yes.”“Good. Now stand up.” Suzanne stood, her kilt still hooked up and her briefs wedged in the crack of her ass.. "Like that, Laner? Like looking at my boobs swinging around, and mylegs?" Cindy snickered to the camera. "Lane has to wax and shave mylegs, and when he's a good boy he can cover them with kisses."Cindy's full lips, painted purple, smirked and her nose twitched asshe smiled into the camera.The camera cut to Lane, who was desperately pumping his rock-harderection. It was evident that he was trying not to rub it too fast,but he kept looking up at his super-sexy girlfriend, and, of coursehe was. I just wanted to be with you. I did not want you to be with him ... I did not want you to be with anyone else I say with frank honesty.Well let me tell you, with whoever will be my business. Did you hear?!Well, okay, I get it. Forgive me. I ask you ... 'I interrupt when I noticed that Roberto continues undressing leaving only calzoncillos-. ... But what do you want ?! What the fuck want ?!-Güey, I told you. This is not my thing. To me only he paid me to do this and ... well, for me it is just.