She moaned and complied. I stroked Monica's ass, which was hot from the belt, before pulling her to her knees again. The third stroke was across the m...ddle of her thighs. "Do you want one?" I asked Mary as Monica sobbed and twisted."Not like that," she said. Her eyes were big and round as she grinned and said, "But I'd love ten from your hand." Becky?" I said."I'm a good girl, Jack. I don't need spankings." She looked supportive. "Don't weaken. You need to be demanding with her," she said. He nodded, unable to speak a word. Oh my, Michael, is that because of me? I asked, my hand going to his cock. Oh God, he moaned and went even stiffer the instant my hand brushed his cock. As I pulled down his underwear, his beautiful cock flopped into the open, giving me the eight inch salute. It took every ounce of my will power to not devour his cock then and there, but I wanted to make him wait a bit longer. I stood up and went back to finish cutting the salad veggies. Michael hadnt moved. "Get your pants off honey you know we like to see her take it."Junior nodded again and began to strip until he was naked his ginger shaved head and pink skin giving him a large pig like appearance. He climbed onto the bed as he had done many times before. At first he’d been so scared, but they’d made him. These days he knew there was little point in arguing. He loved to stroke her long legs down to her toes. He wished she would wake but knew that the woman he had spoke to earlier was different. Sliding my shirt off, I reached behind my back to undo my bra and slid it over my arms, fingers brushing against my nipples, making me shuddler slightly. I reached under my skirt and slid my panties down, dropped them around my ankles and stood for a moment. Deciding whether to take the skirt off was difficult... I loved sneaking onto his lap when we were in public, no panties, and having him take me right there. It was daring, and bold... and highly sensual. The thought of my straddling him.