His first major jerk off had been over her photograph of her carrying him as a three year old. He loved concentrating on his three year old hand clutc...ing at Manya’s bosom in the picture. And when he came, he made sure that some drops always landed on the picture, if possible on Manya’s beautiful face.But Deen was a shy kid. He never made his arousal obvious and strove to camouflage it. Manya, on her part, noticed her elder son’s disturbance but did nothing in terms of either her dressing or. You start by slipping out of your clothes…and fucking my mouth. Your hands tangling into my hair…pulling my head back and forth as you pump your hips…you press right down into my throat and cum shooting it straight into my stomach. You step back and stoop down…pulling out a cat o’ nine tails. You lay that on the floor in front of me…you also lay out a riding crop, a cane, a wide leather belt, a paddle, and a wooden spoon. You step behind me and bring your hand down on my ass…SMACK….SMACK…SMACK.. She burst ahead and won."I like winning," Abhati said, bending over gasping for breath, "and getting what I want. I worked hard to get posted to this ship." A passionate woman," I mumbled, half-turned away from her, but she must have heard me."See, you're getting to know me already." She grinned, which turned into an impish smile.Shaking my head at myself for flirting, I walked directly for the showers. The shower room only had a couple of guys in the locker area. One of the men was the. “That’s pretty gross of you.” Another girl chimed in. “Just sitting there, perving on us.”He felt like he was going to be sick. He wanted to apologize again but no sound came out of his mouth. “I’m really sorry.” It was barely a whisper, his voice had abandoned him. But the girls hadn’t heard him. They had turned their heads back and continued their conversation, only in a lower, quieter tone than before. Ben wasn’t spared another glance from the girls. As suddenly as he had been in the.