Emily grabs a discarded whip and brings it down hard on her mistress' tits, giving her a little more pain, a little more pleasure. There is no malice ...n her attack, no lust for revenge for all the countless times mama has tortured her. She knows that mama wants it, to feel the pain as she orgasms, and she will do anything to serve her mistress, her goddess. Xanny and I continue to fuck mama's holes as she orgasms, wanting to give her more, wanting to give her orgasm after orgasm. She convulses. Auntie said, “John, don’t call me auntie, call me Rita. I am your lover now, OK? And what is hurry? Let us enjoy more. I see that you don’t remove your hair. You must do it regularly and keep your cock clean”. I retorted, “Auntie, sorry, Rita, the same is with you. You also don’t remove hair”. Auntie laughed and said, “OK. Let us do it now.” She got up, went into the bathroom and brought some hair removing gel. She said, “Let us get clean first.” She first applied get around my dick and then. All I could see was shower curtain so I ‘staked out’ the view. Within 5 minutes of kneeling uncomfortably in the hallway, alas the water was turned off. As my nerves were shaky in anticipation and my cock getting warm and dripping precum, I waited for my moment. Before I knew it, the shower curtain swung open, and there, behold, was the view I had waited 3 long years to see–my s****r-in-law completely naked. The first thing I saw here her amazing breasts, the most perfect site I had ever seen!. I guessed that was just their nature... that they were just uninhibited. And though their culture was a bit odd, there was something refreshing about it as well. And then, once I had gone inside of Maella's next, I finally discovered exactly why Maella had smeared our juices on the wall. The wall had a faint green glow where she had run her hands, and there were even fainter glowing traces spread about the other surfaces. Not only did the pixies glow after having sex... but so did their juices..