She tried to look away again, but he brought her back, and raised his eyebrows. She gulped and shivered, then, looking down, whispered "please... do...it." After a moment she glanced up to see his reaction but he hadn't moved, his eyebrows still raised, looking intently at her. She sighed and looked away, then looked back into his eyes, held his gaze a second, smiled, and whispered "Please... whip my ass. Please give me the belt. Make it burn." They held gazes a long second, and then he. On the other hand it was exciting to feel just how little he valued her. For Susan it reassured her of her lowly status. The instructions for the evening were short and clear: put out a cigarette on each nipple, each cunt lip, inner thigh and sole of her feet. Susan’s hands trembled as she reached for the pack of cigarettes she always had nearby for these occasions.Halfway through college Susan had started to record her own voice on an mp3-player. It was an hour-long rant about how lowly she. But now her son was off the blanket.Sujata could see her son’s throbbing dick inside his undies. Her hands involuntarily reached between her thighs. She rubbed her cunt lips through the bush of thick public hair. Sujata couldn’t help but remember last night when her son Abhi’s dick was throbbing between her thighs while they slept by hugging.She knew her son’s behavior was changing each day and she loved that feeling. Her fingers still inside her pussy. She looked at the time and it was 11 AM. .. "Fuuuuuuuuuuuuuuck" screamed Mark which was Joe's sign that he was ready to finally submit and with that the old man slid his wet dick out of Mark's sweet young arse and lay on his back.Mark got up on to his knees and then Joe barked "come eat daddy!" and with that Mark reluctantly made his way to the bulging crutch and gut in front of him. Joe then grabbed his head and buried his old sweaty shaft into Mark's mouth. Not only was Mark tasting his own asshole but his face was also buried in.