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Mum and dad were out for the evening to the monthly church get together.
I was home alone a while till my brother John came back from his football training, he is a couple of years younger than me.
"Come and shower me please Poppy."
"Ok, I'll just clear the table and wash up."
"Now!"
I went in and got the shower and towels ready and stripped. John came in naked and his legs were so dirty.
We were lucky it was a huge shower and bathroom and had 2 big radiators to keep it really warm.
I washed his back and bum and shampooed his hair. I had to kneel to do his knees and legs and with my mouth opposite his willy I felt obliged to suck him, lol.
He responded at once and pinned me to the shower glass as he took over.
My hands went to his bottom and I controlled the thrust. He pulled out and cum all over my face and tits, it was so warm, he bent down and washed me off and fingered me as I squatted.
I stood to rinse of his hair as mum came in, "Hi guys, just to say me and dad are back, will you be long?"
John walked out and mum put a towel around him and dried him.
I washed and cleaned the shower then followed John and was dried next.
I popped my dressing gown on and went down and kissed dad.
"Weren't you supposed to clear the dinner things Poppy?"
"Yes dad, I'll sort it now, John wanted a hand showering."
"Come here."
He removed my dressing gown and I went over his knee.
Mum and John arrived during my spanking and sat watching.
"Just reminding Poppy of her priorities."
"Quite right."
I scowled at John through my tears.
After a little corner time I sat on dad's knee for cuddle time.
"We have sorted you some weekends away at Mr. and Mrs. Pilkington's house for bakery and jam making classes Poppy."
"Will I have to sleep over mum?"
"Yes, we thought that best."
Dad chipped in, "And you will be under the discipline of Mr. Pilkington and we believe he spanks somewhat hard and regular Poppy."
"Yes Sir." I knew that alright.
Bedtime and John called me into his room, I thought to sleep with, but it was for his belt.
Again my dressing gown hit the floor and I was bent double, Whooosh crack, Whooosh, Crack, Dad looked in.
"Pull your arm back like this," He took the belt, WHOOOSH CRACK, WHOOOSH,CRACK. "OWWWWWW2
"If you do not get her response from her mouth, it's not hard enough."
"Thanks dad."
I think I got around 15 then kept position as his cock slipped into me.
We ended up on his bed and in his bed and I spent the night.
Not sure if it's called making love or just sh*gging whichever, we did it a few times during the night and it was so comforting.
I showered, helped with breakfast and caught my bus for work, in the snow would you believe.
I spoke to my boyfriend, Brian, on the way and he said he had spoken to my dad to see if we went out to a restaurant for a meal, if he could stay over on the settee.
Dad said he was practically family and could sleep in my bed.
What a great start to a day, his first ever sleep over and we will make love in a bed instead of the back of his estate car.