They all then looked at me and said “your turn!!” I had never tasted my own cum, looking round the table cautiously Deb said “come on, your turn... don’t be soft!!” so I leaned forward and licked some of my cum of Liz’s hand, there was no way of spitting it out as I was being watched carefully by the girls, Liz finished off the cum and after making ourselves decent we carried on with our drinks.It was now after midnight, early in night club hours but the lack of sleep last night was catching up. Minnie can feel by the way he is pulling her hair that her mouth feels so fucking good around his throbbing cock.So, now you’re ready…Slowly. VERY slowly, I start to slide in and out of Minnie’s tight ass. Two of his thrusts equal one of my slow slides inside Minnie. Minnie is trying to get the measure of both rhythms. I want to pound Minnie hard, but it’s too early. I want to match his rhythm as I can see on his face just how fucking close he is. I know Minnie is not ready to take a pounding. Every lick of the strap had stung horribly. He had whipped her at least twenty times. "I'm sick of your bullshit Callie."The tears wouldn't stop flowing. "I-I hate it when you do this to me!" She screamed loudly.Cade looked at her bottom and saw how red and swollen it was. He had hit her hard. The razor strop hurt a lot, he could tell. It was much worse than a belt because of how thick it was. He had left deep bruises and welts on her. He put the strap back in the pantry and then walked over. It was reprehensible, disgusting, indecent, intolerable. Edith insisted on staying with the girls as they prepared for bed, and she insisted on examining Anna, under her shift. Anna was clearly embarrassed, but she submitted to the inspection. Kate whispered to her mother that Anna had a wee wee, which grew if it was rubbed. Edith fingered what her friends sometimes called the man in a boat – she had no better word for it – and, yes, it did grow and stand up like a little wee-wee. Edith.