"Trust me, you'll be fine" he whispered, planting another kiss on my cheek.At that time I really wanted his lips on mine, I wanted to feel his tongue ...ntering my mouth and mine responding to his passion. And I wanted something else to enter me as well, but the night was young and we had dinner to go to."OK you've convinced me. I'll just get a coat" Good girl Tiff. See you in a minute."I went back upstairs, my heart racing. I was going out to dinner with a man!I knew just what coat I wanted, I. Whish ... THWACK!As she lay on the bed the whip caught her across part of her back and the tip curled round viciously on her breast. The pain shocked her into silence, and she swiftly rose and draped herself over the whipping bench, since this seemed to be her Emir's pleasure at the moment.Whish ... THWACK!A line of agony appeared on the fleshiest part of her buttocks. She cried out in pain, and cried out again as the Emir roughly pulled her arse crack open and thrust into her rectum.. Perhaps Peter told him about his fucking with mom under the influence of alcohol. He also wanted to fuck my mom like Peter did but did not get opportune time to carry out his plan. Where as mom was also feeling sex starved after Peter’s departure. He would try to peek at mom’s body, cleavages, ass etc whenever he was with her in the house.This story starts during such visits. James knew mom would be alone in house during daytime as I would be in college and dad on job. He wanted to try his luck. As soon as I finished the drink I said, "Lets dance."It was a fast dance I moved about thrusting and gyrating harder than before. Occasionally I would stumble and he would catch me. I must have had more to drink than I realized. I would break free of his grasp and go back to my animalistic routine. I could see his appreciation in his pants, they were tented out as his apparently big prick strained against the fly. Now I was even more confused at his lack of confidence. I thought well, good he.