Listening to the frustrated little mews escaping from her, I guessed that she is ready to climax. Smiling I slowed the rate at which I loved her. Mari...a feels her climax approaching. Very soon, she hoped, this will all be over. Her climax on the edge. When I slowed slightly, she is taken by surprise. Her climax is hovering there, leaving her balanced on a knife's edge, instead of driving home into her to help push her over, suddenly she is being held there, tantalizingly dancing on the brink,. Marthasaw the happiness and joy in this young woman. She didn't know how totake that. She almost wished that Beth had come downstairs in aregretful mood.Martha looked at Beth and sent her a non-verbal communication that said,"we both know what you did last night." Beth didn't back down, she sentMartha a non-verbal communication that said, "Damm right I did!" Please tell me you used protection, that you are on the pill." Marthaasked in almost pleading fashion.Beth immediately answered, "You. ‘You promised…..please…’ ‘I promised.’ Charles nodded. ‘That if you tried to leave, I would make it a hundred times worse. I promised.’ ‘No…’ She whimpered and began to struggle, but at the same time shielded her face as best she could. ‘You promised me! Please baby! I need you! Michael!!!’ She screamed. She felt the blow to the stomach and felt the breath leave her lungs. She felt and heard the fabric of her bra rip and come free. Like with Chad, but this time Michael really was with Veronica,. They were dry now, but I could see the stains from the spit that Mr. Thompson had wiped off his cock that morning. I could also see stains from where I had gotten wet. I knew it had happened, I was ashamed, but the stains made it real again. I began to tear up. I stood in front of the mirror naked and began to cry.The blowjobs became more and more forceful and degrading. Mr. Thompson would call my dad on the phone, or tell me while I gagged and choked about how much of a loser my dad was and.