Her beautiful bottom had become very pink with thick welting belt marks. But I wasn’t finished. Emma hated my hand directly smacking her bottom and ...hat’s exactly what she was going to get. Begging on her knees she pleaded with me not to give her an OTK. She began to cry. But I knew the difference between real and fake tears.Grabbing both her arms I began wrapping thick red tape around her clasped hands I did the same with her legs. As I didn’t want her trying to stop me like last time. Sitting. However, I still found myself getting worried and everything else I told you.”“Might it be that you feel out of control? You were letting Tommy lead, what would have happened if you told him to leave me alone?”“Everything would have come tumbling down.” I bowed my head again, “I love our times when we make love, but when he gets in my head like that, I go to a different place. I’m always scared of it stopping if I say anything.”“You must trust him fully?” She asked and I nodded. “As do I.. Stacey gasped and felt her chest heave slightly. Shedidn’t know what it was, but she liked it. She didn’tanswer, she didn’t have an answer. The touch was well downher leg, but upset her anyway. Then she knew what it was.His tongue. He gotten down on the floor. She wasn’t madthat he used his tongue. She was mad because she wished hehad used it higher… She started to speak, but realized her voice wouldcrack. She composed herself. “Your tongue?” . Oh the feeling of her chubby thighs pressing together and holding my hand there, rubbing against each other… Without thinking I had increased the speed of her hand on my cock greatly and started cumming all over each of our hands… It was at this that she rose up embarrassed. “NOW?” I thought, now she stops. What am I to do? “Mom can’t find out about this…Right?” she said, pointing in the direction of her still sleeping other parent. A bit of relief came over me… “Right… no one, in fact.” .