Alison got up and quietly went to her case and brought out a flogger and raised it over the mother and then struck her between her legs, on her inner ...highs and her belly. Only a few strokes and not heavy, but the mother was now quiet as she had been instructed. The last flash of the punishment was on her breasts, and that had an immediate effect on me. That was such an arousing thing to see combined with her daughter eating me out. I started to cum. I was gentle with her face, but my movements. With a hand on each of Savannah’s hips, I now tested her capability further with the smallest of strokes, provoking, in turn, a muted groan. Repeating again, I slowly increased the pace of my tiny thrusts, fucking her with only the head of my penis. Her hands closed tighter on the bedspread, her moaning growing audibly louder and more accepting with each motion. In reaction, I pushed deeper yet, drawing an even louder response.Savannah was all in now. I moved in and out of her comfortably, her. Perhaps Anthe decided she couldn’t be silent about it anymore. Maybe that is why Harper hasn’t seen her since that night. Harper’s world didn’t come crashing down then, but it most certainly is now. She thought she was safe, but the girl was planning her revenge, waiting for the opportune time to strike.“Miss Lillis?” Loraine asks.“Are you still with us, Harper?” Jonathan probes.Harper spins her head around. “Yes, yes. I’ll be right there.” She straightens her blouse and stands. Then she runs. She heard him go into the bathroom, but didn’t hear the door close, and didn’t hear him peeing. In a minute or so, he came back with a warm damp washcloth and a bath towel. He placed the wash cloth between her legs and began to gently wipe her. After he dried her, she felt so protected and taken care of. No man had ever done that for her before, and she was struck by how comforting it felt. When he had finished, he folded the washcloth up into a ball, and said, “Move over.” He set the washcloth.