Jane massaged the spunk into her coating her hands in doing so. She then stood up, turned around and licked her hand completely free of spunk right in...front of Matt.Matt put his cock away and zipped his trousers back up. After a while catching his breath, Matt spoke out.“Well Mrs Nelson,” he started, “I think you may have learned your lesson, don‘t do it again.” he continued, then added “You may go now, and thank you for your time.”Jane started to bend down to get her knickers from the floor. But in the evening she used it in various ways on the boy.Her standard way was for it to tightly clench his balls into a plump round balloon that she could squeeze to spur him on; or as a handy handle to drag him out of her snatch suddenly.Either way it left his balls aching for some while; which he'd come to enjoy.An alternative use was to clip the balls up onto his shaft.Margo said this curbed him from his "wham -bam-thank you mam" attitude; because any hard thrust from him, and his nuts. Rage, pain, fear and... jealousy!She knew the scene was etched forever on her brain. She would never be able to erase the image of Tom with his head buried in his daughter's pussy. She remembered how Tom's cock had probed into her own cunt--how he had caressed her clitoris with his fingers and fucked savagely deep into her cunt. He had told her how good she was for him, how much he enjoyed fucking her... how he loved her... and there he was doing the same thing to his daughter! Jean was too. But, no, let’s go!’ She grabbed Ashley’s hand and helped her up. They took turns using the toilet and then showered together, keeping playtime at a minimum. They went back to the room, each choosing a close-fitting t-shirt and jeans to wear. After getting dressed, Jasmine walked to the far bathroom door that lead into Joe’s room. She pounded on it with her fist and yelled, ‘Hey Butthead! Get up! Bus leaves the station in 20 minutes!’ She returned to find Ashley pouting. ‘Hey, you be nice to my.