After I r****g her with my eyes for a few minutes, I would stammer something and race off to my bedroom. One morning our relationship changed forever....She had come in to the kitchen with her long wavy blonde hair tousled and messed from sleep. She was wearing a see through pink nightie that revealed her tits to my hungry eyes. My cock reared up harder than it had ever done before and I had groaned and stood up quickly to run off to the bedroom for a quick jerk off.As I stood up, my cock had. "This time she pulled out a black bra and panty set, it had a red lace trim and a small red rose at the centre of the bust."There we are!" she exclaimed triumphantly. "Now go over to the service area and pay for your pretty lingerie."I looked at her in horror, I tired to root myself to the spot, but my legs seemed to have a will of there own as I headed for the pay desk holding the lingerie in my arms.I got to the pay desk and place the lingerie on the counter, the sales girl looked at me."Oh!. She was sitting in one of the chairs… glass in hand… looking at me. She got up and came closer. I stared at her and squeezed my hard breasts. She had a careful look at what I had between my legs. She reached over from the side of the bed. I followed her hand, slowly moving down one leg, her fingers sliding into my pubic hair, touching the edges of my warm slit. “Oh yeah… yeah finger me,” I breathed. I slightly lifted my midriff in a slow gyrating movement. I gestured to all of them to get their. Pierre stood behind her, pulling her body against his with a long, hairy arm and held the birch up to her face.“That made you wet” he challenged, and she nodded helplessly. Dmitri’s harsh laugh echoed around the hall. He strode over and seized the bar spreading Magda’s ankles, lifting it easily to chest height. She hung almost parallel to the ground but angled somewhat towards Pierre, who brought the birch down hard onto her tensed buttocks. He beat her again and again. Her soft cries became.