“Do it now or I’ll slap you silly?” Shanti had no doubt that I meant what I said. Trembling with dread and humiliation, she reached down between...our bodies with one hand and encircled my thick throbbing cock with her fingers. A sudden cowering expression crossed over her face anew as she felt the true size of the mammoth rock-hard shaft.“Oh, God … God, I can’t. It’s too big … Please …” she whimpered. I placed my hand on her breast with the intent of mauling them to torment her further, and then. “David! I ... I wasn’t expecting you back so soon.”One look at the eyes with dark circles and the disheveled hair told him plenty.“Mom! What’s wrong?”She did not want to upset him. “I ... nothing, Honey, nothing.”But he would have none of it and after a couple of rounds of denials she finally broke down and told him everything, the meeting with Howard, the call from the bank, the household repairs. She couldn’t bring herself to admit to her son that she couldn’t get him the photo studio he so. First one finger, then two. Sometimes fast and strong, almost out of control. At others, slow and methodical. My hips churned and danced at his touch as if I were a puppet. He extracted orgasms from me at will, sometimes as I begged and at other times teasing and punishing me unmercifully with his touch before allowing my release.I was so lost in it I never realized we had arrived. He had to remove his hand in order to shift gears when we came off the freeway. I shuddered all of a sudden and. Let's start with you Catrine, shall we?" asked Hanna.The three of them headed upstairs and Marta, making sure the door waslocked, went back to her reading, glad to not be dealing with thedetails of the party tonight.Like her now two daughters, Catrine had blonde hair. Her's was a littledarker than the girls, but the long hair fell past her shoulders.Since she looked younger than her age, it was a good length on her.Hanna first blew it out and then curled the front. She parted the hairon the.