Each one struck slightly above or below the previous sothat by now her whole arse was aglow. Then he stopped. She sensed he wasgetting himself more wi...e - the bastard thought so little of her that even inher current helplessness he preferred wine to her cunt. Then cooling water wasbeing poured over her arse relieving some of the pain, making her body quiveras droplets ran down her arse, across its exposed hole and onward to her cunt. He was again sitting in thechair, his boots against her face.. He would guess that she was wondering if he had bedded her daughter. He was sort of proud of himself that he had done the dirty with the daughter and then the mother.He stood and said it was nice seeing them but he needed to be going in that he had an appointment to meet someone. He wished them a good day and was chuckling to himself all the way back to his condo. Apparently he had been dipping his wick into the Baker family gene pool.Jeff thought for Lynn to have a daughter who was about. “Tell me about Sheryye and Kristin,” Murielle said, repeating her request.“Well,” Vanessa sighed, deciding to talk about Kristin first, since she’d been her lover for less than two days. “Kristi is really cute. She looks sweet and shy, and she’s completely not! Did you see her last night? On stage? Anyway, the first night we spent together, I told her about a fantasy I had, and I let her choke me while we had sex. God – it was incredible!” Blinking back tears, she asked, “Do you know what. His grip on my hair is tight as he keeps me on my knees in servitude, servicing the cock I now worship. His cock. Only his cock. I want this cock to fuck my pussy raw, then fuck that sweet pucker that is my ass and feel him pump his hot cum into me. He suddenly pulls me up and shoves me onto the desk, my hard nipples now pressed against the wood underneath the sheer blouse I was told to wear, I feel a rush of cold air as he rips my skirt off. “I have always lusted for your ass,” he whispers in.