“Nice!”, he said, “Welcome back to another session with our famous pain slut Hannah.”Jimmy placed the camera, so it displayed her face and her...upper body. As instructed before, she constantly looked in the camera lens, the dark brown eyes were showing excitement, fear and pain from the pressure on her jaw.“As you can see, she healed well from last week’s session.”He zoomed on her left nipple. “Of course, the cigarettes left some rather permanent marks on her nipples, but I still think these. I just sold you some dresses." No, you know that's not true. You've always been so supportive and soencouraging through the years. I honestly don't think I've known such agood friend since coming to New York and graduate school. It's been sixyears since I've been coming to your shop." Oh yeah, honey. And the best part of our relationship is that you payyour bill."Frankie slipped the dress back off and handed it to Missy. As he stoodthere in his corset and padded underwear, Missy looked him. As my wife and her mom caught their breath, I decided to clean up my mother in law. My wife still fingered herself slowly as she watched me lick my cum off her mother's sexy back, down her butt cheeks, and ending on her sweet asshole. Her mom let out a huge sigh as my tongue made first contact with her sweet butthole. And then she reached back to spread her cheeks to give me better access. I knew what she wanted and was not going to disappoint. I began to tongue her asshole as I had so many. How humiliated you felt after. How you blamed yourself. You still do don’t you?”She nodded meekly, eyes closed, grunting softly. His fingers were experts, sliding along her folds, teasing her. Her panties were already soaked, she could smell herself in the air. Desire and shame all mixing together as he talked to her.“It was probably your fault, but that’s ok. You responded to it, it’s natural. The craving that came later? Maybe not so much, but who knows. What matters is that was only the.