“Did you like that whore?” she asked as she again took hold of my hair and pulled my head back. Still feeling the pain in my cunt, “Yes honey�... I began, “I liked it”. Slapping my face hard several times, “You liked what whore?” she demanded. “I liked you kicking my fuckin’ whore cunt” I replied, knowing the more I said; the better she liked it. “That’s better whore” she said. “You like being abused don’t you mom?” she asked. “Yes dear, I like being an abused whore”. Several more slaps. ..then she said louder AM I ? I said maybe. She came down looking very pretty, just border line like she wanted to fuck. No panties huh she said. Nope that would spoil the idea. OK what idea are you talking about she said. This one I replied whith that I pulled a hot dog from behind my back and not one of those fat Ball Park franks either, this was the el-cheep-o long skinny hot dog. What in the Hell are you going to do with that she asked. I'm not going to do anything with it, you are. We are. Suzanne knew that her own body was extremely sexually sensitive. Furthermore, she knew that Susan's body was very similar to hers, at least from the neck down. So it stood to reason that Susan could be aroused just as easily. In fact, the evidence was that Susan's breasts were even more responsive than her own. So Suzanne theorized that once Susan's prudish barriers and beliefs fell away, between the great love they had for each other and their easily aroused bodies, it would be surprising if. Molly: 'ha ha ha - just one more pussy licking and then we'll put the vibrators back on charge'.Justy: 'will I need a bikini? The black one's are in the wash'.Emma: 'no need - just that red sarong and sunhat - Molly showed me the holiday photos'.The following morningWhen Justine arrived, Ellie was just leaving ; they kissed passionately on the doorstep.His head at her crotch level - Alfie couldn’t help watching his mother's hand cupping Justine's sex through the thin fabric of her sarong."Come.