The whipping continued, now accompanied with Diabelle's steady, brutal thrusts as she violated the boy's anus. The boy's cries now muffled by her firm...hand. The muffling made them no less lovely!They took a break from the whipping to grab candles and douse his cock with hot wax. His high-pitched squalling at the heat was really amusing! They whipped off the wax, then poured more. Repeat. And repeat. Each round was more painful than the last, this was clear from his crying. Oh, those beautiful. She quickly picked up her towel, wiped her sweat, and dropped it into my outstretched hand.?A souvenir,? she grinned.On the way back to the condo, we passed an older couple in their 60s heading to play tennis that Mommy was friends with. She introduced me to them, and said, ?My son thought he could take his ol’ Mom in a match, so I had to show him who’s boss!? The couple both chuckled at that while I looked away wishing to disappear. ?Awww.. did Mom kick your butt?? The woman asked me. ?Yes,? I. Kavita had pulled her daughters legs up and was eating Smita’s cum filled pussy while she probed her cunt and asshole with long firm strokes. I felt the by now familiar feeling of Kavita ’s cunt and anus clamping down on my cock and fingers as she approached her orgasm. I pounded my cock up her cunt and flooded her pussy with another load of sticky cum as she and Smita twisted in orgasmic bliss. The ladies layed on their sides recovering and slowly licking each other’s pussies as I watched and. I’ll wake you at 5:50 in the morning for a healthy snack and some freshly squeezed fruit juice and then we’ll to the pool and see if with all that blubber you can sink low enough in the water to get propulsion with your arms and legs.’ ‘God you are rude. I’ll bet you I’ll cream you over ten lengths or twenty if you wish.’ ‘Careful darling, this is Australia. Our gym has an Olympic size swimming pool, not the twenty-foot pool your family has at home.’ The clock began chiming twelve, midday..