<div class="floatleft">(https://i.pinimg.com/originals/6a/3e/c3/6a3ec373b16998b7152f9c4ebd47b3b6.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Mar Sinclair<br/><strong>Date/Time:</strong>June 1st, night<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Home - Celeste's room<br/><strong>Mood:</strong>Excited<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Erin, Celeste<br/><br/><hr/><hr/><br/>When it was pretty clear that their little girl wasn't going to be able to repeat all the rules like mommy had requested, Mar folded her arms over her chest and lifted on slightly surprised, slightly disappointed brow. All while doing her best to hide the smirk that wanted to form on her lips. Because while<em>Daddy</em>knew that it was very important that their little girl be able to repeat the house rules. Mar knew that it was way too much to ask to remember all of these details on such an overwhelming night.<br/>Though there was no stopping that sly grin spreading across her face, as her wife pulled their little girl into position against her chest and lifted her skirt. The view of her cute little panties barely covering her sweet, young ass was enough to make any dommie parent blush. Mar herself had to use the tip of her tongue to wet her teeth in excitement.<br/><br/>"This is only because we love you, baby."<br/>But in spite of her words, Mar's grin was wide, and hungry, as she reached out and placed one hand on Celeste's shoulder so both parents were now bracing their little girl. With her gaze focused on Celeste's ass, she rocked her free hand back, and like a pendulum, swung forward and connected with one of Celeste's perky cheeks, sending the wound of a sharp<em>swat</em>through the pool room.<br/>She kept her hand planted for a moment, squeezing that cute ass in her palm for a moment as she bit her lower lip and inadvertently raised her eyes to meet Erin's. Seeing that intense excitement in her wife's eyes that matched her own just intensified the moment as she swung her hand back again and brought another<em>swat</em>against the other cheek.<br/>For the briefest moment, the way they were all three connected, the energy that passed between them, made it less like they were three people, and more like one, intensely sexual, being. When Mar readied for the third spank, she took a step into the other two and, without even thinking about it, lifted her hand from Celeste's shoulder to instead hold Erin right on the cusp of her neck, like she would pull her wife into a deeply intense kiss just as she brought that third playfully punishing<em>swat</em>to Celeste's ass.<br/>If this kept up Mar was going to lose it before they even finished the tour…<br/><br/>In Celeste's bedroom Erin wouldn't necessarily know it, but having her wife leaning into her, actually provided Mar with the strength to keep from growing weak in the knees as their little girl basked in her new room. The pair crossed the room and sandwiched Celeste on her new bed, all three tucked in nice and cozy together. Erin's hand rose to stroke Celeste's hair, while Mar's dipped down to caress the curve of their daughter's waist.<br/><br/>As Erin leaned in and kissed Celeste, Mar had to bite her lower lip again as she also leaned toward their daughter to speak low directly into her ear.<br/>"We want you to be happy here, for s very, very long time…" then she parted her lips and gently nobbled Celeste's earlobe, and tracing the delicate outline with the tip of her tongue.