We had a table for four because Patty and John had gone elsewhere before taking their own supper. Karen prayed for us. We planned on the Tokyo House f...r supper. Melissa and Paul would join us for breakfast Saturday morning and then leave in Paul’s two seater. He had a neat car but it was difficult for double-dating.After supper, Karen and I went to her room while Melissa and Paul went to his. We didn’t even undress but snuggled together on the other bed that Karen had set up as a sofa. Our. "Oh yeah, lick mommy's pussy! Make me cum!"She writhed and moaned and rubbed her tits. I was proud to make my mother feel so good. But I wanted more."Roll over," I said.She did. She spread herself out on all fours, just like the first time I saw her. I fingered her pussy slowly, teasing her. I slapped her ass."You're a fucking slut, aren't you mom?" Yes." I could do anything I wanted to you right now, couldn't I?" Oh God yes!"I slapped her ass again. On screen, my mom was begging for more cock.. She groaned. I placed a clip on her right nipple. "Ooooh fuck" she screamed. "Shutup slut" I snarled her. I placed the other clip on her left nipple.she breathed rapidly through her mouth. "Bend over" I ran the marker through her cunt lips. It was shiny and a string of sticky juice stuck to the end as I moved it to her puckered ass. She squirmed, "don't fucking move" she stopped I placed the end of the pen against her ass...and slipped it inside her until there was only a small tip protruding. Feeling the touch of his hand on her breasts she jumped, and realised that he was right, surprise touches did seem much more intense somehow. Helen thought that he was wrong about not being prepared for her whipping; she would hear just as much of the swish as if she were face down for an ordinary session.'Dear God, ' Helen thought, 'What kind of creature am I now, that I should think of a thrashing with a metal whip as an "ordinary session" if it's only on my bum?'Just then, while Karl was.