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. YOU!”“Yeah, me. Now get over here and eat my snatch!”Bari tore the blindfold off. “Where is...” She uttered before realizing they were alone.“Now Kitty, that was very naughty. Come over here,” Paula ordered as she sat down on the edge of her bed.Bari stood and took one, hesitant step forward, not wanting to get closer to the source of her torment but knowing as she did so that she had no choice. She did not know what was going to happen but Paula did have control over her.Bari now wished she hadn’t recoiled from Paula. But then what if it had been someone else? Someone she knew?“Look at you,” Paula said sarcastically. “You’re a mess. Your eye makeup such as it was has run and you’ve black streaks running down your cheeks. Your nose is running ... ewe! You look like shit. Speaking of which, I want you to go into the hall bathroom. You’ll find an enema kit by the sink. Strip off and get into the tub wash up, use the shower and the tub for the enema, then be sure to clean that fuckin’. "Your face seems flushed.” Is this your dad?" she asked."Yeah," I replied, getting better control of myself, and introducing them.After lunch, we headed back to my place. All the way home I was in a quandary. How was I going to keep the Patterson’s and Dad from meeting up? Why did they both have to come the same weekend? It was almost one o'clock, and Josh's family was due to land at two. Josh said before he left last night that he would take his folks over to the hotel and let them get settled in before getting together with me.I couldn't get away to call Josh to tell him that my Dad had come, instead of my brother. Josh would be on the way to the airport by now. This was mid 70's and there weren't any cell phones.I had to tell Dad something, but what? I had no clue. I had lied to Daddy and told him that I hadn't fucked anyone since I had left home. What was I to do?After Daddy and I got home, we made love again. His antics in the restaurant had left us both horny. Even though I was.
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