The pain had subsided considerably but the eight thin parallel welts on her ass upper thighs still burned. She was impressed at how accurate the strap...ing was. She knew that the red marks would be there for a few days or so, but hopefully the soreness would soon disappear.After the eighth stroke upon her ass, her acceptance as sex slave to her son was endorsed by him masturbating and spraying his seed over her face. She felt degraded as the sperm slid alongside the tears that flowed down her. At that point I was approached by Veronique, still in her shorts and t-shirt (she had the largest boobs in the entire country), who told me some of them wanted to go farther down and go skinny dipping and asked me to join them. I agreed, mostly cause I wanted to see both Veronique and Muriel naked, but was not so sure about dropping my own trousers as I was already getting hard thinking about them and looking at Veroniques nipples pressing against the sweaty t-shirt.Sensing my hesitation,. The computer, to Nelson's way of thinking, was compensation for his wife's lack of attention. And really, chatting with women online was certainly less dangerous than actually going out and meeting one, having a real affair. The flirting, an occasional session of cybersex (which got him hot as a pistol) gave Nelson an ego-boost, helped satisfy his sexual hunger. At least that is what he told himself.And then he met Kali online. He'd been in a chat room, and was getting bored, when he got an. She slowly moves her hand up his abdomen and across his chest until she can feel his erect nipple between her fingers. She pinches it gently at first but slowly increasing the pressure until her fingernails bite deep into the flesh around his nimbus. He feels his breath quicken and he raises his hands to stroke her waist. She stops and slaps his hands down. Turning away as she does so. He jerks to attention shocked by her strike, suddenly he feels silly and a little awkward unsure what to.