"Crap!" Damian fumed, as he quietly opened the front door and let himself in. He crept across the marble floor, leaving his shoes at the entry. Finall... arriving undetected at the same twin doors, Damian did as his mother had, and leaned in, his senses eager to grasp what was happening inside the room. It didn't take long for the young man to determine that he was, in fact, the topic of their conversation. He listened to each of the MILFs as they shared their stories and wondered what his mother. .. around forty they stopped and just accepted their punishment. My mother was watching the whole time. She was not enjoying it any more than I was. I saw tears streaming from her eyes, but when I looked at her she just motioned to me to continue. I knew it had to be done but by the time I reached fifty I was very tired and I was more upset than they were.Well, not really but it sounds good. Their butts were blistered, welted and bleeding from places the strap caught the welts right.I said to. ’ ‘It is?’ asked Thomas. He peered into the pond, but it seemed quite shallow to him. Abby could not resist the opportunity when she saw him bend over like that. ‘It most certainly is,’ she assured him. The others gasped in shock when she swung back her hand and landed it on Thomas’ behind with a loud smack, causing the young man to topple over. ‘Ow!’ he cried, flailing his arms in a futile attempt to regain his balance. Abby could not suppress her laughter while her sisters closed their eyes,. Then he pulled the little one that was taped to my mound across my clit and did the same. I could hear the steady hum even on the carpet.I felt his cock slip from my pussy and my walls spasm as they closed behind it. He put his hands on either side of my head and held it in place while he kissed me passionately and gently. His tongue parted my lips and I felt it dance with mine as he smothered me with quick wet kisses. He lifted his body away from mine enough to unclasp the fastener that held.