"Yes my Worship. Please let me see what you'll beat and brand my ass with." Oh, your branding will come later. These will just be marks for you to sho... to other women, to explain to them how I beat you." As Amy went to get the cane she went on talking. "How do you think the people you work with would be if they knew your wife was canning you at night. And whilst she beats you, all your capable of thinking of is how you can best serve her next whim." The pain in Tim’s neck was now numbing since. Mo had just gotten in from Boston, where he had checked in on Madison Scott, who was recovering from having been attacked in Boston during the week. He assured Helen and Dee that the lady was recovering as well as could be expected. He also informed them that Madison's ex-husband had shown up and it looked as if they were talking and making nice; a major difference in the way that they had been with each other when they had separated and divorced just over a year before.Madison was getting the. It was, Professor Sawyer thought, going to be a fun night."The Ziti's going to need another 30 or 40 minutes to bake, so why don't we all sit down and get comfortable," Gracie suggested. "Madison, can I get you a glass of wine?" That would be very nice."Gracie returned promptly with the wine, and took a seat well away from Cindy. Madison chatted amiably with Professor Sawyer and Gracie."So far, so good," Cindy thought, watching her Mom and sisters for any sign.She didn't have long to wait. She. I moved slowly still lying on top of her and kissing her neck, my cock felt incredible, the anal muscles seemed to be tightening and loosening with her breath, “Damn Priya, your ass feels so good…”, she just smiled and let me fuck her slowly in the ass, soon she was extremely comfortable and moaned with pleasure as I kept rocking on her, I put my hands around her and grabbed her tits that were now crushed under her combined weight, it was hard to squeeze in that position,I guess that was when.