If the building appeared big from the outside, standing in the middle of the cathedral hall, the misty room seemed to go on forever. A massive freesta...ding stone fireplace dominated the central space with a blazing fire radiating heat and light in all directions.The distant ceiling towering over the open space was almost lost in the shadows and the smoky haze of the great room. Rustic rough wooden balconies ringed the wall on all sides at the second story level. Thousands of LED icicle lights. She told her companion, Jason, to give me something to suck on. As I felt, and smelled, his cock near my lips I opened my mouth. The taste of piss, cum, smegma, and ass coated his cock and nearly made me vomit. I could feel my stomach bubbling and trying to wretch as I sucked his cock harder and harder, taking it into my mouth until his pubes, wet with urine, rubbed my nose. Thinking I was done I pulled back and released Jason’s cock from my mouth. Before I could do anything I felt his hands on. Denver landed each stroke with equal vigour, recognising the pain being felt by mother and daughter but intent on teaching them the error of their ways. They are taking responsibility for their actions and Mrs. Denver intended making sure it was a lesson they would not want to repeat. Mrs. Denver allowed only a second between caning Mrs. Howe and then Olivia, but waited ten or twenty seconds between strokes. She knew the time lag would seem interminable to mother and daughter, but experience. His fingernails had been growing the wholetime. Long, clear and perfectly manicured. He held a hand up to his eyes -watching, dumbstruck, as his nails crept long and feminine.His hair was starting to curl at the ends now - brushing his shoulders.His body was tingling and sweating - the reality of what was happening tohim out of his grasp. He fixed a feverish eye on Mrs Campbell. "Please, Ihave a girlfriend...she'll wonder where I am. Don't make me a...urghhh" hegasped as his shoulder started to.