Emma gasped as she saw the red marks for the first time in daylight. The whip seemed to have wrapped around her thighs, the thongs and knots digging i...to her flesh at precise intervals. Emma rinsed, parting her legs before laying the warm flannel over her pussy. As the pleasure seeped in, Lauren sniffed, fighting back the inclination to cry yet again.To the utter surprise of Lauren, Maria did indeed return their passports the next day, even apologising for the delay. She seemed changed, almost. Sure, I wept for some time, how could he cheat on me, oh how sad that he died. But all in all, he was nothing but a useless asshole that I was lucky enough not to marry. He wasn't even such a great fuck, I've been fucked and also fucked harder and better than he could ever fuck anyone, including me.The problem for me was that the girl in whose shower he died was my boss, and because of our mutual grief, my hatred towards her and her guilt, it was decided that I should leave my place of work. It. Her body was superb and her pussy was also shaved, as she came up close to Sally, kissed her full on the lips and took Sally's hand guiding her under the frame and her wrists were quickly secured in the two corner chains and straps. Sally had not even considered a lesbian relationship with any girl but with Karen naked at the side of her she was starting to think about it. She'd heard that only a woman can really satisfy a woman and maybe that was what Karen meant on the phone. Sally was. She moaned into my mouth, then suddenly pulled away. "Let me," she gasped, fumbling at the buttons on her blouse. "I -- oh, God, I need to be naked for you."I stopped her. "No, Mom. You're a gift, the nicest I've ever had... and I want to unwrap you myself."Calming herself, Mom gazed at me dreamily. "Such lovely things you say to me, baby." She placed a soft kiss upon my mouth, then stood silently before me, waiting to be undressed.I took up where my mother had left off, unfastening her top one.