If they actually wanted to torture her, she would have broken within a half hour.“You and I both know you’re special. That’s part of why I am be...ng so soft with you, I know you will tell me who you are,” he said, kissing up her spine as he held her hips.“I can’t ... No more Joe!” she gasped, responding to his fingers inside of her. Slowly pulling them out, he rubbed her clit, feeling the little nub emerge from under its hood. Her entire body shook, jerking hard as she responded to his. I don’t like my school, or this town. I came here to get away. At a sufficient distance my parents won’t bother to nose around. The electronic tether isn’t too tight: texting is an alien concept to mom, let alone the language of it. As for my father, to him language itself is an alien concept. I have money to blow. I’m not ashamed of it. Not obscenely rich, but I can be self-indulgent. It’s an attitude as well as a fact. Maybe it’s the attitude that’s poisonous, but the attitude is the part I’m. " My cock was obviously stiff as a poker with a moist spot forming at the tip. I was sliding my fly down as I spoke....I fumbled with my belt and managed to throw down my pants and boxers in one move. I number of my shirt buttons popped and flew about the room as I ripped it open then flung it to the floor. Naked except for my socks I knelt between my daughter's shapely legs. They remained splayed as her fingers both presented and probed her open cunt.Her lewd, Frances-like invitations had. Although her first instinct was to refuse, Kathy remembered the pleading she had seen in the woman's eyes at the office and reluctantly agreed. Andy knelt on the floor with her knees beneath her and her fat and flabby ass sticking up in the air.It took Kathy several strokes before she learned how to use the whip. Then it started to score the girl's back and buttocks leaving red welts that soon began to drip with blood. After satisfying herself that she had received ten strokes which were all.