Then she took my hands, which were caressing her back, and she put them back on her hips. Not saying a word, she assumed that crouching position again... her legs trembling a lot."I'm yours." She whispered. "You can hurt me as much as you want."How badly did I want to hurt Carol? A lot.In any way possible? Maybe... As long as it didn't cause any real damage...Why? Because I cared about Carol. A lot."I want to fuck your brains out..." I started saying while I begun guiding her up and down again,. Cum up my ass as hard as you can and want to!" was her response before he could finish.Sara barely finished her instructions to her son when he let out the sounds of a man in severe pain if it were in any other context. Ben's back arched, he thrust and stopped, thrust and stopped, feeling the warm jets of cum spurt from his cock, soaking the the inner walls of his mother's ass. Sara could feel the cum enema her son was giving her and she felt a sense of pride and accomplishment, surprising her. " Beatrice was pulling her clit and one nipple and whining and lost in her own world, looking for an orgasm, so I grabbed the lube bottle and greased my middle finger and, totally without warning, buried it in her ass to the palm!Beatrice's eyes bulged and she sucked in half of the air in the room, then she let out a shriek that would wake the dead and started convulsing! The chair wasn't made to take it so she fell off, causing my finger to pop out, but it had done its job, anyway. I pulled. ”“Nonsense, Suzi. All men like makeup on their women. Now, I want you to take some more time and shop for some cosmetics. Oh, and while your out, do you have a particular hair salon that you go to?”Suzi looked puzzled. “Why, no I don’t. I trim my own hair, just the ends. My husband likes me to wear it like this.”“Yes, of course, well I think we should do something about those eyebrows, don’t you? I have a friend, here is her name and the address. She will help you with your makeup and I’ll.