Bill let his hand rub her stomach slowly, then the fly swatter would return again to inflict its pain, alternating between soft, caressing rubs to pai...ful splats to her reddening skin.He stopped with the fly swatter, but commenced with the slapping with the flat plane of his hand, feeling the heat the slaps were generating.Melissa was squirming on the table, her thighs rubbing sensuously against his hips, not in pleasure, but to escape the pain he was inflicting.“MMMm, Ooooh,” groaning and. His sub. His. I decide that this is going to happen.I close my robe and open my bedroom door. I peek around the corner to look downstairs and I can see the lights are off but the tv is still on. They are out. I hear music in my oldest boys room. I knock and open the door to come in. He is sitting on his bed in his underwear and a shirt. “Hi mijo. I had fun tonight dancing with you” “Me too” he says. “You looked really nice tonight” My pussy is dripping. “Can I sit here?” “of course. Whats up?”. By now Susie was starting to enjoy herself. She said oh Bobby that feels good! Oh yeah she said! She began to instinctively return his thrusts as he pushed forward on each stroke. Wow this was hot! While I kept one hand on Bobby’s cute little ass as he continued thrusting, I used my other hand to start rubbing Susie’s clit. Then she really started to moan! Then I got another naughty idea. This time I decided I wasn’t going to ask permission or give a warning either. I don’t know what. My balls were still trapped within me, but I was horny as hell. I just wanted to come. One by one the guests came over to say good night. When they had all left Mistress Lynn came back and began teasing me some more. She said how proud she was of her little girl for being so well behaved tonight. (Like I had a choice). She played a while longer and started talking nasty to me. She would pull on my tits and tell me how nice it would be if they were a little bigger, and how pretty my crotch would.