He had to listen to it again. And again. He wouldn’t have stopped caning Amy’s soft, vulnerable breasts for anything in the world. The way they...jumped and bounced as she thrashed and screamed was magical. They were difficult targets but Brad did his best to aim for her nipples and they were soon adorned with angry welts.All three participants in the display of cruelty and agony lost track of time. Cunt, lapping at her namesake, managed to make Amy’s body respond and was trying to focus on. Her arms were shorter than Marie’s but Frau insisted she grip both sides. To do so she had to rise up on tiptoes pushing her incredibly pert bum out. The desk’s central leg forced her thighs apart which totally exposed her moist slit. My view was uninterrupted as her light bush was exposed due to the awkward position she was forced to hold, so my cock grew more rigid and now ached.Frau stepped to one side and flicked the tawse in preparation which made Lisa flinch.Marie looked round to check my. She turned around and mounted me sixty-nine style. As she lowered her cunt onto my mouth, I noticed that the color of the hair was an exact match to the hair on her head.Having had no experience, I didn't know what to do to Mom's cunt. I began by kissing every inch of it. "Use your tongue, son," my father said. "Lick it hard." I ran my tongue up the groove between the two soft lips. When I slurped the bump at the top of the slit, her knees tightened against my sides. I painted circles around. He quickly scanned the immediate area for Enemy patrols and, seeing none, quickly dashed across the busy street. Invisible to the drivers, and immaterial to their vehicles, he passed unnoticed through the traffic to the other side of the street. There he approached a large cast-iron fence that surrounded an enormous lawn and garden that were immaculately tended by an incredible number of gardeners. Standing proudly in the center of that field, and housing thousands of enemy warriors, both.