I didn’t care what was on as I kept staring at her cooking.“So,” she said, her back still to me, “you going to do any schoolwork?”I rolled m... eyes. My school had assigned a bunch of pointless busywork. It was even more useless than most of the time. “Maybe.”“No maybe,” she said, turning around. Her t-shirt fit tight around her torso. Her breasts were big. They had a perkiness to them. Was she wearing a push-up bra? My dick throbbed. If she had on sexy panties, her bra must be a matching affair.. Katie shuddered in anticipation and spread her thighs invitingly. He entered her slowly and gently. She moaned as he pushed inside her, then partially withdrew, then thrust deeper. Katie writhed uncontrollably under him, loving the feeling of his hardness moving inside her."Ohh, Ken," she whispered.Her sounds of passion spurred him on, as he began thrusting in and out faster now, deeper and harder. Katie cried out as his thrusts became more urgent. She wrapped her legs around his waist and. .n went to bed we all were watching TV when my wife said she was tired and went to bed. We continued watching TV for a while and I noticed angie was texting and receiving numerous messages with someone I asked if was missing al her other half she said yes rather nervously . That seemed strange to me but then got up and said she was going to the toilet, whilst she was gone I noticed her phone was left on the sofa I picked it up and scrolled to see the messages I was shocked to see tha t the. At the touch of the first whip blow, Leslie jerked her foot up and away from Lisa's grasp. Lisa did not expect that kind of insolence, from her slave,and slammed the whip down on Leslie's thigh with full force."Damnit! Did I tell you that you could move your foot, you bitch?!"Lisa whipped Leslie's thighs again and again, leaving wide red welts all over her skin. Some drops of blood oozed out along the deeper gashes. Leslie screamed into her ball gag with terror. She had never felt such.