Naked, tied up to what looked like the strange bar. The rubber ball in her mouth like some sort of gag. A man, Verity could not see his face because...of the angle of the photos, was using something similar to the strange brush, only bigger, to hit her mom. Verity could see the strips slapping against her mom’s back as the man struck her. What caught Verity’s gaze was the look on her mother’s face. There was pain yes, but also a sort of ecstasy. Her mom had the same look on her face she got. I suspect the cause of the grumpiness is my mother's change of life. Also she is beginning to become more full figured, more mature, maybe this was what was making me give her a longer look. That is nothing to do with this tale.The next evening I had made up my mind to actually fuck Sarah. I heard of staff who nursed long-term female coma patients often fucked them, and only recently one woman became pregnant and even gave birth while still in a coma. Sarah though wasn't in a coma she just. We separated and I helped her get the food out and served. After praying, we ate.She said, “At least Marie just finished washing all my clothes.” We were finishing our meal. “I will have to pack and meet the other woman from this office who is going. She’s been working for the company for just over a week. She’s a sales trainee. She seems nice. She suggested we room together so we’ll know someone from the beginning. I’ll get to know her on the flight.”I asked, “What time do you two meet?”She. "Excuse me," She intoned, looking at the bathroom door again.At this time I felt the stirrings of yet another hard-on. During the work out side, I hadn't paid much attention to her supple, athletic body, but here in the main room, it was impossible to ignore. With a quick breath, I yanked my own sweaty shirt off, leaving myself bare-chested."Naah. My shower!" I replied, dropping the shirt on the floor and rushing for the door. Helen immediately chased after me, and we darted to the door,.