Whip after whip, gasp after gasp. She had stopped screaming a long time ago. Long before he gagged her with her cum-soaked thong. She had learned lon... ago that screaming only made the punishment harder, longer. The pleasure would come, if she bit her tongue and took her punishment. He loved to punish her. She never did anything wrong. She was cautious to follow his every order. Be it to touch him, touch herself, touch other people. She could fight off her impending orgasm. But he knew her. "Do you like what I'm doing here?"Her hand reached my crotch."Obviously very much." Slowly she stroked with her fingers through the thin fabric of the dress my already hard cock. Very slowly and over the whole length. I closed my eyes.Her left hand also came downward slowly, in order to pull the dress up to the belly button. My cock now showed up for the first time. Upright it stood there. She opened her skirt on the side and let it fall to the ground. I could see her magnificent and full bush. She's definitely not interested in men, just me, and she only puts up with my being male by focusing on everyone around me. Luckily I've got a lot of women around me to distract her. She has to imagine me with tits and no facial hair, which, if you actually think about, isn't such a stretch. I've got the general physique of a more masculine girl, I almost have my sister's breasts, and I've got no noticeable facial hair. So it's not really such a stretch her being with me."But why ask me, I'm. Mom had pushed herself up against Kate, their breasts pressed together. Quite a sight for me. Kate's moans turned into screams, "Oh, my God! Oh, my God! Oh! Oh!" Mom, getting herself off against Kate's leg, was quieter, but was moaning, "Oh, so good, oh, so good!", and in a sort of coolness and self-control that only my Mom was capable of, she whispered to Kate, "We're going to come together! Just let yourself fall into it! I'm right next to you!" And with that they both came, Kate.