"I think I owe you one," she told her daughter. Mom crawled over to Lisa, and started kissing her toes, working her way up my sister's calves, thighs,...and finally to her pussy. Lisa just moaned at the touch, but barely moved beyond that.I got up on my knees, and came up behind mom, thinking to put my prick in her slit, but she stopped me before I could. "I want you in my ass, son. Fill my ass with you cock."Not one to argue with such a request, I dribbled some spit onto her sphincter, and then. Ellie felt the throbbing covering her whole bottom. It was unrelenting. As she cried out after each stroke she realised there was no mercy. The tears rolled down her cheeks. She gritted her teeth. It was bearable though. Just. The strokes continued and as the cane bit in to her bottom each time she screamed out in pain. There was never a doubt about when the next stroke would land. Somehow the regularity helped her. Not with the pain. That was intense. The evenly spaced out strokes made it. “Damn! This pussy nice and ready” Jerome stated, calmly sliding his cock inside her pussy. He slowly took his cock half way in and she moaned every inch of the way. Faster and hard he fucked her, I could her muffled moans off camera, it was the unmistakable sound of my slut moaning with a cock in her mouth. I was not surprised, she was really turned on and wanted a lot of attention. “Give it to her deep Jerome, you’ve seen her toys, she can take a lot more” I commanded. After he fiddled with. It is about a mile away." Okay I will send one of the men and one of the women body guards with them," I said.Since our earlier meeting, I had found our tools in one of the rooms. I had immediately passed out a 9mm Glock knock off to each of the bodyguards. They understood that the knockoff, though a little dicey in quality, were the weapons of choice to the street hoodlums. "We can wipe it clean and toss it. It should be as if we never existed to the police forensic specialist.I hope I do not.