It's alright, honey, I think it's hot that you use our filthy panties to get yourself off. I don't want you to stop; I just wanted you to know I was w...tching. Your sister and I have been talking about the condition we have found our panties in and were wondering who would be the first to catch you at it. I guess it's my lucky day!"Jason who had stopped his rampant pounding to stare openly at his sexy mother working herself to an orgasm before him began to slowly stroke his cock again, which had. .. straps, rods, martinets, birches. Jason selected a long, medium weight willow rod which had a plaited leather grip. He looked down happily at the tumult of female buttock flesh presented to him. He had thrashed many women in his time and the pleasure of doing so never lessened. He raised the rod high and lashed it down diagonally over Simone’s right buttock cheek. A breathless howling-shriek erupted from Simone and she writhed violently, kicking out her legs. A redpurple weal sprung up over. ‘I can hear your voice crackin’, boy. You’ll be a man by the time we get back to port for sure, but I’ll blow barnacles out my ass if you’re a day over fourteen.’ ‘I’m nineteen, sir,’ the youngster insisted. ‘Really?’ ‘Yes, sir.’ ‘And what is it you done learnt about sailin’ in them nineteen long years?’ Abner cowered just slightly. ‘A little.’ ‘Know a little do ya?’ Gregg looked upwards, into his ship’s rigging. ‘So can you name even one thing you see up thar?’ Abner looked up into the. A minute later I tossed her huge black half bra onto my bike seat. It was resting on the back tire. It easily fell of my small seat. She was bent over at the waist. My right hand was rubbing her pussy. My left hand was fondling both her huge jugs. Her nipples were rock hard, I tugged on both of them. She tilted her head back and was moaning in the subway car. I then looked around. Still no one was looking at us. I then felt the train began to slow down. I quickly got behind her. She quickly.