The following Monday Jim and Margaret came to visit, “Hey you two, come on in.”Margaret smiled and said, “How are you doing this fine evening Ka...hy?”She smiled as she responded, “I’m doing fine, how about you?”She leaned in and hugged Kathy as she said, “I am doing well. Thank you.”They went to the kitchen and sat down. “So, what brings you two here?”Jim started off, “Well, after what we’ve been doing for the last few weeks, we, that is Margaret and I, talked things over and, we have decided to. “That’s two! Two times you came without permission. Look at you. You still can’t bring yourself to take your fingers out of your slutty pussy, can you?”Her words made me realize that my fingers didn’t leave my pussy the whole time. I put my head down. I couldn’t look at her as I withdrew my fingers. They were soaked.“Clean them,” she ordered.I opened the glove box to grab the baby wipes, but she stopped me by grabbing my wrist. She pulled my hand up toward my mouth and I didn’t resist her. I. "What? Your a hot sexy slut you should be begging me tosay this stuff to you" -slap- another one, harder. Left my face tingeling. I loved it. "Wow, you call that a hit you filthy slut?!". Then bam! Her fist connected to my cheek. She stood back in awe as I spit blood in her face. I looked down to the ground, then in a heartbeat raised my hand and slapped her. She was abusing me calling me a freak, bad son, sick you name it. I couldnt help it. Her hits, the blood, the abuse..it got me going and. She said Deans face looked like all his Christmas and birthday’s had come at once. He causally said sure and moved his chair back and knelt in front of her. Sarah couldn’t believe this was happening but as she loved a massage she turned on her chair and presented her nylon feet in heels to him. Dean removed her left shoe and started giving her a massage. She said the cool air on her nylon sole felt amazing as he caressed her sole. She could see he was getting excited by the tent that was.