Rose's turn

"You're next young lady!" Mother suddenly said, almost pushing Mike off her lap before turning towards Rose. "You're both just as guilty as each other."

"What did I do?" Rose asked, biting her lip before finishing the last word as she noticed the look on her mother's face.

"It'll be ten if I hear any more lip young lady." Mother threw in with a glare.

Rose paused for a moment and glanced at Mike, now on his knees beside their mother, her eyes widening as she spotted the semi between his legs.

"You have five seconds to get those jeans off!" Mother quickly shouted.

Her hands shaking a little, Rose nervously fumbled trying to unbutton her jeans, pushing them down her legs and making her way towards her mother nervously.

Mother didn't wait for her, as soon as Rose was close enough she grabbed at her daughter, practically throwing the girl over her knee, her hand delivering the first slap to Rose's arse.

As she had been pulled into her mother's lap Rose had closed her eyes, and as she opened them she suddenly regretted it. With her head her top half laying across her mother's lap, her face was hanging in mid air, Mike's exposed cock just sitting there below her face.

A second slap caused her to look up, and once again the regret hit her as it now had her face inches from that of her twin brother, feeling his breath on her cheek. She lowered her eyes again, but finding herself staring at Mike's cock once more, no longer semi hard but standing to full attention as the third and fourth slaps rang out across the kitchen. "Oh fuck!" Rose screamed as the fifth one landed home.