She woke up yelling aaaa she asked me what the hell are you doing. I replied repaying you the favour and started rubbing my tongue over her pussy like...a dog. I started tongue-fucking her. She was going crazy. She kept her hand on my head and pushed me further deep into her pussy and yelled “suck me hard! Baby, I’ve wanted you for such a long time satisfy me aaahhhh. I am your bitch aaaah I’ll do whatever you want me to do aahhhhhh. She was biting her lower lip and was moaning aloud. Her breaths. Aunty flicked the ruler, “Keep that under control or you’ll get more of those.”It was time to apologise and explain why I was to be punished. I stood facing them, my cock now rigid, “I am going to be punished with twelve strokes of the cane because I wanked...”The plastic ruler struck my cock, again making it bounce, “Do not use that word in this house,” Aunty said grimly. “...because I masturbated on your clean sheets.” She moved the stool out of the way and pulled the narrow end of the coffee. ’ ‘Sure, sure, I know. She left you her home phone number, it’s by the phone, said her mobile was playing up since she didn’t seem to be getting as many messages from you lately’ Alex pointed with the end of her pencil before looking back down to the crossword she was doing. ‘So what are you up to this evening Al? Got a hot date?’ Dray mused, raiding the fridge for the left-overs of last night’s chicken pie ‘mmmm gfd yoof cnn cukf.’ ‘Draven Gareth Holmes, did your mother not teach you not to. In spite of the pain my mother would would begin to push and raise her bum back to meet father's thrusts. We could never understand how she could do that but even watching it made us get aroused.After father was finished the other men took their turns. Whenever they finished mother would be lying there as limp as a rag but with a dazed smile on her face saying, "Thank you, Thank you," Sometimes we would have to go and get a cold cloth and put on her head to get her out of her trance. This.