With a throw of some dice it was determined that it would be twenty-four cuts of the birch, twelve delivered by Stacy and twelve by me. He was unlucky... it could have been a lot more. We secured him and then Stacy started the proceedings, her first three cuts were delivered in quick succession, Zack’s body reacted, but not a sound came from him. Three more cuts followed and then as Stacy took a rest. I took the opportunity to massage Zack’s bottom, which was by this stage reddening and nicely. Not only did we fuck every night but also during the day. Dad worked at home and had the time to mount me several times.Then he met a slut at work and decided to get married. This changed things for us and he could only fuck me when she was out of the house. She soon went to work and I had dad all day long. We would fuck several times and sometimes it would go for hours. The slut was having her period so one night dad came into my room for a piece of ass. He fucked me for over two hours before. "Come to bed, honey. Let me relax you." I need to work," I replied without turning around."I'll make it worth your while," she purred, and then I felt the tip of her tongue touch my ear.Like I was shooing away a buzzing fly, I raised my hand and waved her away without turning my head. Aragon Holdings had lowered their internal bank-loan rate by a full point, a clear sign that they were flush with cash and looking to add more loans. Aragon was California-based, which meant it was just after 7pm.. Only she wasn't in control. He was, and that thought had her teetering again. Her breaths became pants, her body refusing to relax. She trembled everywhere and she keened a steady humming sound. The vibrator went away and she went limp, only to go taut again when it returned a minute later. She didn't know and didn't care how long he kept her there, nearly there. Time expanded, exploded, contracted back to a single point and she was nothing more than sensation. After some time, she heard him.