She may not have completely understood or even properly seen what she was looking at but by the happy baby noises she was making it was obvious to all...that she was enjoying seeing her mother getting such close attention.It was different for the one on the floor. He was three-year-old Terry Macadam the son of Kenneth and Betty and he was looking from his mother who had managed to take every inch of Roger's cock into her throat to his father who was the human hobbyhorse to two energetic cowgirls.. CRACK, went the whip on Jasmine’s ass. Miss Robbins’ loved using her whip. She whipped her ass again, and harder. “Do you like that? I love watching your cheeks get red and bounce under my whip.” CRACK, this time on her back between her shoulder blades. “You’re going to remember this night, Jasmine.” CRACK, on the back of her thighs. Miss Robbins replaced the whip with her mouth, sucking and kissing tenderly every red welt from the whip.“AhhmmmmMMMmmm,” Jasmine exhaled. ‘I don’t care if she’s. One was the buttplug, the other was estrogen suppositories, she pulled one out and stuck it on my hole before sending it home with the plug, no wonder she kept me bound for so long after "our" sex. The screen changed to our bathroom with me stting there with makeup and the lingere set and the VR on me. My girl moved to the side as the guy walked in infront of me, shortly there after I could tell I got down on my knees and did everything I remembered, straight down to sucking every drop of cum. He had short black hair and chiselled features. He was a large, muscular man and Sarah felt oddly attracted to him. He had the most amazing grey eyes that seemed to stare right into her soul.She shook her head to clear out the cobwebs and turned back to resume reading her book. Behind her, the man contiuned to watch her closely.His name was Sloane and he was a mind controller. He posessed a ring called the Eye of Mephisto and it gave him the power to control minds and turn people onto his.