With his other hand he started unbuttoning blouse. ‘Please Travis, we can’t do this.’ ‘Mom just lay there and enjoy it, like you did with the...other guys. I want to feel that beautiful body of yours under me. From the day I met you I wanted to fuck you.’ All Brandi could say in a very weak and meek voice, ‘No, no, no, please, please, I shouldn’t be letting you do this, you are my son and I love you so much.’ Brandi was crying and I could tell by her actions that she didn’t want him to do. I felt a little embarrassed but then I went to my bathroom and jerked hard thinking about her.This had become my routine for like another week or so. I used to watch her mop the floor and her cleavage would arouse me to an extent it would become uncontrollable to hide any further and I would end up fapping hard to her.One fine day my parents went for a trip after Diwali but I didn’t join them as I had to study for my exams and also because I hate family trips.So Shilpa came that day early for. How else to gauge the color and heat? The complaining from the person over the lap, and even the kicking of the legs, was not a good measure of the effectiveness of the spanking. Amy knew this was an awful spanking she was getting today. Why couldn’t the principal stop? All Miss Anderson had to do was look at her tush and feel the heat. It’s not like she couldn’t see it! How much more could her scorched buns take? “Oh please, Miss Anderson. Please stop spanking me; my bottom is blazing. I can't. I could feel my cunt getting wetter with each smack. My ass was turning a rosy shade of pink as I moaned gratefully. My enema had left me clean and what I thought was pretty opened up, so I hadn't prelubricated intentionally. I wanted to feel the soreness of his hard cock but I wasn't prepared for the glass handle which was thrust rudely into my rejuvenated asshole. Normally a 1.5 diameter doesn't faze me in the slightest, but the round, hard, untapered, glass was leaving quite an impression on.