They are cutting her now.They flog her a bit more, but only a bit: the crop and the single tailare in charge now, as the torture builds. They whip her...until hernipples bleed. They whip her belly, and she feels something breakinside her. And then (dear Lord, no!) the crop artist spreads open thehood of her clit, exposing her sweet tender love button. He brings hisinstrument down hard, right on target, once, twice, a third time, andshe knows at last what hell is.They take her again, trading off,. “Pick a solid one, with a good handle and a nice round head. In the long run, your men will thank you. And don’t forget the weekly enema, it reminds them who’s in charge.” Just as Charley thought his embarrassment was over, two of the women advised Amanda that the enemas she recommended for their husbands were having a wonderful effect on them. Melissa, the prettiest of the group, told the others that her husband was very sweet to her after his weekly enema, given here at the salon. “Charley, I. Sam pulled up a patio chair and sat down next to his father. “I’ve got a date tonight.”“Well done, Sam. Who’s the lucky girl?” Paul tousled Sam’s hair.Joyce’s smile broadened. It’s a good thing Paul was looking at Sam, because he surely would have wondered why his wife was smiling her head off about one little date.“Kelly Becker. She’s a girl in my class,” Sam said.“Great, well I want you to be home by nine,” Paul said.Joyce playfully slapped at Paul’s arm. “Come on Paul, let him have some. Obediently, her legs parted wider, and instinctively her hand sought and found his steadily stiffening cock.Why stop now?Then they were together, his hardening penis slipping between the moist fleshy lips of her hotly quivering cunt.The smoldering desire was quickly fanned as Ed's lust hard, rutting cock fucked deep up inside her cunt, while Mimi encouraged with her gyrating hips."Ummmmm," she moaned salaciously as her hips began to rock back and forth, plunging his enormous pulsing hardness in.