Carter started at the top and used only the tip of his tongue to play with the super sensitive spot on her clit. The pleasure she felt as he continual...y flicked that spot was so intense that it was almost painful. Tammy began pushing his head down with both of her hands so as to get him to stop torturing her, but Carter grabbed her arms and pinned them down at her sides. Tammy wanted to scream her lungs out. It wasn't until he stopped that she realized she had been holding her breath. Carter. If she managed to make him cum quickly enough, he might doze off and she could crawl back to the cellar and get a few more hours of rest and peace before his sons would come down to ?play? with her. They always did...ever since she had become their...slave – the word felt like ash in her mind – there hadn't been one evening that went by without them either brutally raping or whipping her to unconsciousness.Her tongue ran along the underside of his shaft, tickling it, much to his enjoyment. Her. It was a day or two later when they next had a solitary moment together and it was Pam who raised the subject. “Look about this business of chastisement, when I was a girl my dad used to beat me with his belt for the slightest thing. I could sense it turned him on my mum not being with us by then and as I sort of enjoyed it I would do things to let him enjoy the situation, it being, well, his only outlet. It never got further than that, and Dad passed on just after we married so since I married. I could not say no to that. We both start to undress. She took off her shirt revealing a nice pink bra that cover her huge boobs. Next she removed her jeans and she just had on plain white granny panties. She was standing in from of me with just her bra and panties. I finished taking off my clothes and went over to her and started to give her nice slow kisses. I unhooked her bra and let it fall to the floor revealing a huge pair of silicon breasts. I started to squeeze them as I slowly lowered.