We would pass eachother tissue's after we finished and would watch eachother wanking till we had both cum and then just get on with playing with whate...er it was we played with at the time.on another of one of our sessions i am not sure after all these years who said what first,but we suggested we wank eachother,great idea.i always remember how hot and hard it was in my hand and the fact it felt so different to my own,the way i could feel the skin moving so easily on the shaft and the foreskin. ’ ‘What are you going to say?’ Nancy asked, looking alarmed. ‘Dunno, react on instinct I suppose.’ ‘Oh, Mike, do you think that’s best? Mom can be quite a cow if she gets upset.’ ‘Meeting the parents is something lovers have to do, sweetheart. My problem when I take you to meet my parents is making sure dad doesn’t screw you.’ ‘Michael!’ ‘It’s true, Nancy – and don’t call me that horrible name. Two legs, big tits and good looking are all dad needs to see. He couldn’t care if you had a brain or. ”He lifted me onto the table and pushed my skirt up around my waste before yanking on my knickers and ripping them off. He pushed me back and ripped open my blouse, pulling my bra down to show my tits before squeezing them hard.He pushed his fat cock into me in a single movement and I squealed in pain. Luckily his dick was still covered in cum and saliva or it would have rubbed me raw. He pounded away faster than the last time, his balls banging against me. He pulled his shirt of so I could. . I'm a slut. I'm a slut." She howls through gritted teeth."Very good. I think you're catching on now," I reply sarcastically.Putting the paddle down now, I retrieve the digital camera from the bag and, without pause, begin snapping pictures of my handiwork. First some shots of the bright red ass and thighs and then moving around to the head, a few shots of her tear streaked face.-CLICK--CLICK-"Oh God. Please no. Please don't take any pictures. I'm doing what you want, isn't that enough?" she.