Yet, Honey wouldn’t even look up at me. She reminded me of a prize pig with her huge tits pressed to the tile floor as she scrubbed on her knees.“...hat is that thing in your butt?” one of her little brothers asked sheepishly as he approached her. He could see the steel rim of her butt plug between the parted crack of her ass in her swimsuit. I knew his name was Donny.“What is up YOUR butt, Sir?” she reached up and tickled him playfully.“No, really! That metal thing! What is that?” he asked.Honey. They had two children an eight year old girl and young chap most likely in his L.K.G.Chapter: 3My positionBy the time she moved in I have already crossed my seventeenth birthday. That was the time when my friends both at school and my flats were spoiling me by propagating their dumb virtues of sex to me. I was beginning to comprehend the connection between woman's body and a hard tissue of mine which has a mind of its own. But, even then I have never actually ejaculated even though my friends. It had a handle and many leather fingers that were about a foot long. Then he showed the flogger to Katie.“I am now going to use this flogger on your back.” Clyde told her.Katie had no choice but to answer with, “Yes, sir.” She now felt very vulnerable, with her legs spread apart, her naked breasts on each side of the poll, and her arms fastened way up high. Clyde pushed her hair to one side so that her soft, milky white back was completely exposed to the flogger.He drew back his arm, and. Her first touch made her sigh. This was not a quick play to relieve desire, it was to be long and slow, with a gradual build up to her first orgasm of the day.She touched her finger to her clit, then down her lips and back up again. She spread the juice of her pussy onto her clit with her finger, swirling it around her bud. She continued slowly, not wanting to cum too soon, the fingers of her right hand moving in slow circles on her clit; the pleasure was wonderful. It was so hard not to race.