My erection had subsided.‘I saw you ogling me in Ms Grange's office, prisoner. You will get twenty for that!’Madame Susan gave me 20 with her stra....…..each a good, hard stroke, each in exactly the same place on my buttocks…. she grunted with the effort as she put all her strength into each stroke.When I first came here I would never have been able to endure it. I was in agony, after just the first stroke, but I could tolerate pain a lot more now. I managed to take the first three strokes in. We were both very mature for our age and made to grow up very fast with chores and responsibilities. I am making no excuses for what happened, except that if the opportunity did not present itself it would have never of happened? However to say I am sorry for what happened would be a lie, so I tell no lie when I say it was very good to fuck my sister. My sister was very mature she was very curvy and she knew this was good for her to look good she would ask me how this dress looks. Does my. It was so intense, Amelia felt her body fall limp onto Scotty’s bed. She felt her back fall against the softness of his mattress and envelope her body. Scotty lowered himself down with her, still feeling her hot erect clit. Amelia reeled in the feeling her son was giving her and moaned under his touch. She was falling into an incest heaven with him. Scotty again ran his hand over his mother’s now engorged sexual lips that now showed her inner ones with more prominence. He could feel the wetness. There was a young man standing right at the door when I opened it and I held it open for him to get through it but he just remained there and smiled. “Hi!” he said with his hand in the air. “I was just getting ready to close up early but I will wait for you.” I brushed past him, stopped and then turned to him. He was quite a cutie but hardly dressed for someone working in a store. He had a sweat shirt on with the arms cut out of it and a pair of sweat pants that hugged his legs, showing his.