“Stand,” I commanded. Kasey rose to her feet and put her hands to her sides, then behind her, then one hand to her mouth and another across her st...mach. “Whore what did I tell you to do?” “Stand, Master.” “Right, I told you to stand. I did not tell you to play with your hands or stick your fingers in your mouth. Stand up straight, arms to your side.” Kasey’s back went rigid and her arms lay tightly to her sides. I walked back over to the counter and retrieved two sets of leather cuffs, twine, a. I knew nothing of my mother's family before. Grandmother expressed herself simply with plain spoken sentiment rarely emotional. In its absence she disguised love. She was happy about my mother's letters. She was sad about mother's siblings forgetting her birthday. Such were the extent of her feelings. I had an uncle and an aunt, both leaving the nest as soon as they could. They provided eight cousins. The aunt received a scholarship to Northwestern to study chemistry and became a lab assistant. Moving in front of Robin, she told Pabby, “Squeeze her tits.” As she took hold of Robin’s fat cock, Pabby knelt beside her, and tentatively held her right breast. “Not like that, squeeze them harder, you’ve waited long enough, use both hands.” With that he dug his fingers into her fleshy mounds, and pounded them like they were clay. Robin ran his fingers through her hair, as she covered his knob with her hot mouth. The pain that Pabby was causing in her tits was fantastic, her mouth was. .. well he had to look down to see where it was embedded. He saw its in her ass so he pulled it out and pushed into her pussy and pumped slowly in attempt to get his cock soft.He was back on the fly deck drinking beers and soaking up some sun while regaining his strength. She was still lying on the table completly lifeless but conscious. Her mind could process the sun moving in the sky, the swells of the ocean and the movements on the yacht but any instructions her brain sent to her body to.