‘And god do I miss cumming!’The psychic had known for ages that she was into cuckqueening. Men could do anything to her body, completely devote th...mselves to her… and she would barely get moist. But have her watch from a closet or behind a door Scott taking someone else? Oh, Jean would cum before she could even get her fingers between her folds and when she DID manage she would be left a blissful wreck for the rest of the day.Everything had been perfect with Emma. She had snuck around with. Five seconds later her oldest daughter swept by her, knocking Jill off balance, and began banging mightily on Sandy's bedroom door."I've killed him, you scheming little bitch and now it's your turn. Open this FUCKING door!" Saying this, Donna broke down completely and allowed herself to collapse limply to the floor. Seconds later, the bedroom door flew open and Sandy jumped out, hurtling over her fallen sister and negotiating the Stairs five at a time."JIM, JIM, OH SWEETHEART, WHAT HAVE I. Ken smiled and Jane shuddered and closed her eyes.Smack!"Jane love, don't close your eyes," purred Lea's voice.Jane opened her eyes just in time to see the ends of the cat in Ken's hand snap against her inner thigh. Pain flooded her senses followed by even more as Lea's whip snapped against her ass. They worked on her for a while. She actually started to bleed in spots, but Ken wasn't worried. Nothing could really hurt Jane here.Finally they settled on a rhythm. Ken would strike her hairless. "Uh, nothing! I will be VERY careful. You're getting hairy. And I got used to it being shaved." Okay ... I guess you're my future wife. I need to trust you." Yes you do, love," she affirmed. "I'll be VERY careful. It's MY toy, too, you know."We were both laughing at that idea, our foreheads touching, when we heard a car door slam in the driveway, then two voices. That would be Deb and her husband Terry. Ronni was opening the front door when they stepped onto the porch."Hi, Mizz Deb. Mister.