I decide when you each get spanked, for how long, how hard, and with what implements.” Marsha stopped a moment but decided she had to agree. Mrs H...ward was making perfect sense and anyway if she wanted to be spanked she had no choice really did she? It wouldn’t work otherwise would it? “Yes of course” she said. “Good” Mrs Howard said “in that case I will discipline you and Ellie from now on. Expect me to be strict.” “Oh yes Mrs Howard, you must be very strict.” Mrs Howard knew Marsha. "They look fine, healing nicely. Idid a good job if I say so myself." She looked down at me with a frown."And you're all OK with this?" She said, waving her hand down myclothes.I blushed, "Well, yes, now. I wasn't at first, but somehow I got used toit." You're a remarkable person, James. I thought that when you survived thepirate attack, but I'm even more convinced of it now. Kritsada tells meyou're going to be doing some work for him in Bangkok."I nodded, and she paused before saying, "A word. .." Stephanie hummed affirmatively. "My nipples are stiff because I like to see you staring at them. Knowing that my own son is looking at my fat fucking nipples is making them swell."Just hearing, even feeling those nasty words leaving her mouth made her cunt twitch. Stephanie loved every minute of being naked in front of her son, and using filthy language to whip the boy up in his horniness. She could just feel the juice leaving her already slippery slit and soaking into the crotch of her. Pressing my feet into his thighs, I urge him closer to me as his wet mouth travels down my neck, nipping and sucking. I feel his hands reach under my skirt and pleasure washes over me as he grabs my ass and grinds me into his cock. I shamelessly beg him for it, but he only teases with the flicks of his tongue against my pebbled nipples as his hands rub and knead my cheeks. His hips gyrate into mine and only after what seems to be an eternity does his fingers move to my hips to pull on the ties.