Rone might have been less surprised if he had known that harpies as a species didn’t have a gag reflex and the very idea was completely foreign to h...r. As he ran his fingers through her hair he stopped with his hand on the back of her head. Applying a tiny bit of pressure, he soaked in the pleasant feeling of being fully embedded in a woman’s mouth for the first time.Felli, meanwhile, had closed her eyes and was letting Rone’s musk fill her senses, sending small shockwaves of pleasure straight. I can see my mom staring straight at me with anger; she must have received the report card. Not good, I think I failed quite a few classes (actually I know that I did). ?I’m home?? I said with a wimpy tone, ?young man would you care to explain your report card?? Straight to business I see, in our house mom runs the show, dad is mostly passive and it doesn’t help that she also brings in the bigger paycheck. She also does the disciplining around here, so as you can imagine I’m pretty scared. .. he had imagined how she would look beneath that shapeless Mac, had fantasised about her nakedness beneath that garment, and the opportunity to see for himself.She was as he'd suspected, completely naked beneath that coat.She was as he'd thought, incredible.Her breasts were full and perfectly round, her nipples hard, and a beautiful dark pink in colour, they seemed to be inviting him to touch ... to stroke ... to suckle on them.He stood holding his breath, as his eyes travelled down to her. Her next blow was the hardest one of all.The length of the riding crop laid across both Velvet's tits at once and must have stung horribly. Her flesh spasmed from its painful memory.Velvet bit her lip and groaned. That strike had hurt. Her nipples sprung to attention from the sudden arousal. The welt ran across each nipple."Stop, mother, I promise I will not do it again. I swear."But the beating was too pleasurable for Arabella to stop. She enjoyed the chance to get even with her daughter for.