Mrs. Farr looked at me with a pained look on her face. "I am trying to teach you a lessen to not look down women's shirts." She exclaimed. Thinking ...hat I had her on the ropes I replied "Yes I get it but now I hurt, real bad, can you do something to make this stop." I cried. "Take your shirt off and your pants and lets see what is causing this." She said. Bingo! I thought to myself. I took everything off and stood there with my cock sticking straight out and dripping with precum. "PLeas Mrs.. His mother really seemed to love every inch of his crotch, feeling it against her face and smelling the scent of it.Suddenly Stephanie moved her face up from his balls; except she had her tongue stretched out and dragged it upward, starting at his balls, onto the underside of his shaft upward until her tongue licked across the underside of his mushroom shaped cock head, leaving a trail of saliva wherever her tongue passed.Finally, as she looked up at her son, she engulfed him, closing her lips. I’d have to ask after him, the next time I ran into some pirates. And I thought about inviting the prisoners to join my crew, when I was ready to take the Wrong Place out to sea.It would be a while before I trusted them, but they were skilled if inexperienced sailors, and they certainly knew the ship. Many navies on Earth had pressed landsmen from the nearest tavern to fill out their numbers, but they also had endless trouble because of it. I wanted to avoid that if I could.Besides, I didn’t. .. Continued.As we are in the hotel, me bent over reaching the coffee table with a five ball plug in my ass, my master grabs the flogger and puts it across my waist. "Don't let it fall, slave." "Yes, sir." He also said not to let the butt plug out, but I can feel that one of the balls is almost out. If it falls while he flogs me, he would punish me. Badly. So I squeeze and try to keep it in. He knows it's hard for me. There was a butt plug in me for more than two hours so my asshole is.