There was a lot of pressure, but there was a lot of excitement and stimulation. She could feel it throughout her body.She then moved down a little bit...more taking another 2 inches or so. Again she stopped midway and this time with her breaths came a guttural moan. Almost immediately came the next motion where she now sat completely on her sons cock. It felt so good for both. Brian had never experienced such a tight sensation enough to affect him in the way he was now feeling. Meanwhile, Pam was. Jacob saw her perfect breasts emerge and he wanted to suck the hard nipples. Ashley saw his muscular chest and she caressed it. Both were gently touching the other. His hard-on was touched by her soft hands, and his calloused fingers tried to be gentle with her swollen pussy lips. He was kissing her again, now that they were disrobed. Then he picked her up. He carried her over to her bed, placing her on the coverlet with her legs hanging down the end of the bed. He knelt and began praising her. "Whip me down the crack. Use a riding crop and make sure the end goes low enough to cut into my clitoris, please Master. I just love you to whip me," she implored him.Hiss ... CRACK!The crop rose and fell deep into her arse, cutting hard on to the well-oiled puckered brown sphincter, between the labia and the tip curled out of sight. She lifted clean off the bench with the agony of the stroke, and the Earl wondered if he had gone too far. As her scream subsided it was apparent that she was. FILLED? It was like there was something hard digging in between her buttocks. And something big was pushing up further round, spreading her privates wide like ... like a DILDO! Her mind raced in panic - if they were kidnappers why were they treating her like this? Surely they would get more from her father if she was unharmed or ... if she wasn't a hostage, why was she being held prisoner like a dog, no like a, like a SLAVE! OH GOD - WHITE SLAVERS!Caitlin sobbed and tried to curl into a tiny.