She slides my left butt cheek out from being pressed up against the post and strokes it with her paddle, which she keeps by the stove.“Each drop you...spill is one spank.”She strokes my butt cheek with the paddle, obviously hoping to elicit a response. And her wish is met, as I begin to quiver and splash some water over the edge.“Oh my, how many drops would you say? Fifteen at least!”She starts to spank me, which of course results in an unending loop of getting spanked for spilling the water. I grabbed and smelled them. I inhaled deeply; gawd her scent was intoxicating. I put them in my pocket and walked back into the kitchen. “Better. Now sit down and eat.” I was famished from last night and wolfed down my breakfast. I watched as my mom was finishing hers. Her robe as half open and her beautiful breasts were spilling out and jiggling as she ate. I could also see the lips of her pussy against her sheer panties as her legs were slightly parted. I felt my cock stir. And then, of course, he started stroking me again. This time on the insides of my wide-open thighs.**“I want to offer myself, like on a platter.” I said to the woman in the sex shop. “I’d like to be so submissive that he will have to accept me as his slave. And I have no idea where to start.”“Hmmm. I have some ideas. Let me walk you around and show you some things.”In a very relaxed way that made me feel much more comfortable, she walked me through the store, picking up various things, handing. In the meantime, I and Nikhil were pumping her mouth heavily with our dicks. The shower kept pouring water on us the entire time. I was also slapping her face while fucking her mouth. Nikhil would occasionally slap her with his dick and then put his dick back again in her mouth.Rakesh was fucking her pussy while holding her by her boobs which were red and also pressing them violently. He also kept biting her around her neck and chest regions leaving deep bite marks in his excitement. He came.