My rod was fully erect and wet supposed to come outtearing my inner wear.Now she was fully ready to takemy rod inside her but we were in the hall at t...at time and there were risk ofsuddenly coming of somebody. So we both went inside the bedroom. Now I unzip mypant and placed her palm on my hard dick.she started rubbing it and giving upand down stroke to it.It was all the wet. Now I removed my pant and become fullnude in front of her. I removed her salwar too. Now, weboth were fully nude in. Sam reached out and took my hand and walked with me over to the graveside. As we approached both the woman who I knew for certain now was Michelle’s mother and the man, her father rose from their chairs. He offered his arm and she wrapped her hand in it for support. “John, Maddy… this is Jim. Jim this is Michelle’s mother and father.” Sam said introducing us. Chelle’s mom looked me up and down in an appraising way that only a mother can do. Noting the obvious red swollen eyes and tear. Spanking hurt a lot more than she expected. Her body was squirming like a fish out of water to avoid the blows, even as the feeling of helplessness, and the sultry surety of Linda’s knowing hands was turning her on as her vibrator and feeble fantasy life never could. Without really intending to, she opened her legs wide to Linda’s fingers, causing the old black woman to laugh and let her foot go from the exercise bands. Pulling the no longer protesting woman around so she knelt between her. Phil was on his hands and knees, his ass raised upwards, and I could see bright red stripes on his otherwise pale white ass where the whip had connected with the flesh there. There were even a few markings on Phil's puny cock. I counted six more brutal lashes before the whipping ceased. Phil was then made to kneel before his wife's lover, kiss the whip, then thank the black stud for his painful beating. He was then permitted to rise and leave the area. Dad and I both watched as Phil stumbled.