I decide that I want to watch your face as I fuck you, watch your beautiful breasts dance as my cock pushes deeper into you. I want to see where you p...t your hands, whether you look at me or close your eyes, whether you fuck fast or slow, whether you want me in deep and hard, or nice and gentle. I want to be your tool. You don't disappoint. You kneel over me and put your hand between your legs. You grab my cock and push it against your swollen lips. As it slips in, you draw a breath and look. “Give them as hard and quick as you can,” she told Melody. The punishment continued and as each stoke landed another tear welled up in Melody’s eyes. Jay squirmed and cried as the strapping continued. He was unable to avoid his punishment or to yell out.At last the 25th stroke was applied. Jay stood limply attached to the mantel and the panties were removed from his face. He sobbed as he stood on display in front of his adopted mom and guests.The three females moved to the kitchen as Jay was. Steve pulled the pint and placed it on the bar. Jon paid for it and took his first sip.“Nectar,” he declared, “for a Scot, you do keep a good pint, Steve. None of that keg crap.”“We try.”Jon took a seat by the fireplace, unlit during this late summer heat wave, and took a book out of his backpack. Grays anatomy, the standard anatomy text for medical students for well over a hundred years. He opened it to the chapter on the head and began to read. He spent the next half hour reading and was. I went to take bath and came back with the flowers in my hand. She saw that I was hiding some thing at the back and she asked me what it was. I showed her and said I want to see you with the flowers in your hair mom. She smiled at me and took the flowers and placed in her hair and asked are you happy. I hugged her and said I thought you will get angry on me if I ask you to keep the flowers mom. She said why I should scold my son for silly reasons. I thought of talking about romance with her and.