Not often and not as severely, but I had been spanked, and spanked more deliberately. Lucille seemed to enjoy that I found it best to just go along an... pretend to be cowed. It was just easier. I served lunch, refreshed their drinks, then cleared away the dishes, put them into the dishwasher and was bending over to close the door when it happened. I felt a hand groping my pantied butt. It wasn't the first time Lucille had reached under my skirt. Frankly I found it sexy. I just didn't think. I began to withdraw about half of my cock and then gently slid it all the way back in. For me it was an incredible sexual experience, her pussy was so tight it felt like my cock was being massaged all over by the tight muscles in her vagina. Soon Fran began moaning softly and I could tell that she was moving her body back and forth and now we were both slowly fucking. Fran was beginning to enjoy this experience. With each stroke I withdrew more of my cock from her and then slid it slowly back. 'Lloyd's hands caressed my lower back, arse-cheeks and trembling thighs. The man certainly knew how to press all the right buttons: my cock was fully erect within seconds.A minute or two later I was humping the mattress as Bryan began taking photographs and Lloyd began lubing my arsehole.Before mounting me, Lloyd kept me on tenterhooks with his rigid fingers. They slipped in and out of my arsehole with ease, as they lubed up my inner sanctum.'I'm gonna sweat you, boy,' said the burly black man.. And I came all on the hairbrush. “You’re just like your mom. Lick this till it’s dry.” I licked it all up and smiled at him pleasingly. “Get on all fours bitch.” I waited for something to enter me anywhere but nothing happened. “Who do you think I am bitch?” I was confused. “What?” He went to the dresser drawer and pulled out a belt. “You expect me to do everything. Don’t question my authority next time just back the fuck up, is that understood?” I nodded. “Turn over and open your legs.” I did.