As if in slow motion Cathan could see the belt hit and sink in, the remaining tissue expanding out from its sides like a balloon.Claire screamed. Lon... and loud. The pain was intense. Cathan waited until she was drawing breath to release another shriek and then he hit her again on the same tit. Harder. And again….and again.He stopped and stood back, admiring his handiwork. He left tit was striped a deep red, her once erect nipple looked purple and swollen. He right tit was still flawless.. They both walked away and Brent got dressed; Jess and I did not, obviously. Jess arose and we stood at attention waiting for them to finish.Once they were decent, they headed towards the door. I opened it like a good little naked doorman while Jess stood at attention opposite me.At the door way, Emma paused in front of me and leaned in to my ear.“I meant what I said. I WILL make this up to you,” she said as she let her fingers slide over my abused cock.“Thank you, Mistress,” I said. I gave her. She made straightaway out of the lesser banked turns and within a few minutes the new couple slid to a stop on the gravel driveway in front of Sandy Cliff."There we are," said Jack. "Let's check in."They took to the dressing rooms where the guest book was located, Dawn elected, as did Jack, to enter nude. Jack's heart raced as he escorted one of the loveliest women he'd ever been with through the entrance to the Sandy Cliff grounds.An expanse of grass interrupted only the brooks and wrought. " Mom sat down on my bed."About what?" I wondered and she smiled back at me, brushing my blonde hair out of my blue eyes with a soft hand.My mom is very pretty and everyone says I'm going to look just like her when I really do grow up. Some people say we look like sisters, even though she's like fifteen years older than me. Maybe that's because I look a little older than I am and Mom looks a little younger than she is, I'm not sure. All I know is that I hope it's true, all of it, cause looking.