“And the next time you found yourself in that position, that memory, of Catherine in the car, would have just come right back.“But now, you see, i... won’t. Now you’ll think of this place, here, with me.”Patrick looked around, the autumn afternoon’s shadows were beginning to lengthen, drawing thin dark lines across the curving ground, cast by the tall slender wildflower stems. A gentle breeze still moved the leaves, sometimes lifting them from where they lay, and brushing their skin like a soft. Mr. L. took his paddle and spanked Timmy’s bare ass twenty five times, causing it to turn bright red. He then rubbed Timmy’s ass to cool the fire. Then he spread Timmy’s ass cheeks first rubbing then inserting a wet middle finger into Timmy’s virgin asshole. Timmy was crying as he received his punishment. It was a combination of pain, humiliation and sexual electricity. Bolts of lightning had surged to the tip of his very hard penis with each smack to his bare ass. Timmy felt Mr. L’s finger. "Please Jenny, and you please me. And then maybe wecan do something about those ballet boots."Master slammed Michael's cock down my throat, gagging me, as I tremoredfrom my vibrating plug. I peed a little, again, adding to my enema, andtook it. Master Jason thrusted Michael's cock in and out of me, deeperand deeper, and I moaned appropriately. But I could tell something waswinding down here.I had to get past this, I had too, and I sucked Michael greedily, withvigor. Vaguely, I knew something. Her k(i)ds weren’t going to outlast her.“Eat her, Devan!” she hissed throatily. “Eat your sister’s hot pussy…. it tastes like candy doesn’t it! Suck her pussy…. suck her pretty little pussy! Oooooo God, yeah, lay her down next to ME…. mmmmmm, Yes!”She stroked her daughter ponytail and smiled, it made her look so young and innocent. She moved closer to her daughter’s churning, shaking body. She fondled her daughter’s perky, swelling tits, twisting the small, hot pink nipples, watching, as her.