Flog. "Edge"... flog. "Cumming"... flog... this one was damn hard. "Ouch!" he utters before he can stop himself. "Yes, that's right slave... if yo... cum without my permission, I will beat the shit out of you!" Her face is serious, serious enough that he believes her. "I will not only beat the crap out of you, I'll not let you cum for the rest of the month!". It's only the 18th of the month... she can see that he's doing the math in his head, and the answer isn't something his mind or body. Giving her a look, Ann said, when you're done here I want you to get in bed till I can take your temperature. Rushing to finish, Megan wanted to get her room and out of her dress before Ann came in. Taking her dress off, it dragged across her nipples again. Throwing her night gown on she jumped into bed. Laying under the sheets, she had to contend with her butt and vagina hurting. Reaching between her legs she was still sensitive. Pushing a finger between her lips, Megan rubbed her clitortoise. Anger would propel me towards some action. I stood straighter with my fury fortifying my spine and my resolve, five foot two is a lot taller when you’re mad. “You read the letter, that’s why I’m here, Esme. I love you, I want to make it up to you.” He took a step toward me, hands non-threatening and out to his sides. I was at the proverbial fork in the road at this point. I had to push down my feelings of elation. At that moment I wanted to run to him, wrap my arms around him, and weep like a. Sam topless, and me at full mast, Sam's mom sat on the couch to the left of me while Sam was on the right. She said to relax, as i was breathing heavy and kinda worried shed make me leave or something. Instead, she grabs me and gives me numerous gentle strokes on my penis. The head i received that day was the best i've ever gotten. Her thick lips moving rhythmically on my wet dick felt great as I came within a minute. She ate up the cum like it was her job. This surprisingly got Sam hot as we.