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Ella smirked and said “right Nina. So, the cane is back in my bedroom hanging up inside my cupboard. Please go and get it” and as Nina was about to turn to leave the room Ella added “get used to the walk Nina as I suspect it is one you will be making a lot.” Nina nodded swallowing hard thinking seriously about her future being disciplined by the two teenagers as she left the room and went upstairs. She found the cane quickly and held it in her hands, flexing it, swishing it once, and again felt her pussy getting wetter and wetter at the thought of receiving it across her bare bottom. She had been caned often enough by her Mum but somehow this was more exciting, sure she will be caned when she is naughty, as before, but this time she will have Harold to caress her afterwards, to help the pain subside whilst making hot beautiful love, at least so long as her stepdaughters don’t punish her in some other way to prevent that she thought but only momentarily. She went back downstairs. As soon as she did, she exposed her firm, round breasts to Miranda. Next, she pulled down her thong, with her soft shaven pussy towards Miranda. Then she just stood there, not putting her clothes back on. ‘Your turn to take everything off, Miranda.’ She told her friend. Lizzie was a bit nervous being naked in front of her best friend, but hey, it’s not like she had anything that Miranda didn’t. Miranda smirked, but at the same time felt tense as her own nipples grew hard. She was attracted to Lizzie’s naked body. Lizzie’s round breasts, her womanhood, every curve was calling out Miranda’s name. She shook those thoughts away and started taking her own clothes off. She let them fall to the floor as soon as she could, standing naked along with Lizzie. ‘So, ummm… were we going straight to sleep? Or do you want to play truth or dare?’ Miranda asked Lizzie who was still naked, now with her nipples slightly erect. Miranda pretended not to notice, because hers were probably the same. There.
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