I could make him concentrate on *my* sexual pleasure instead. Some of the women we heard from said that they even made their men watch them have sex w...th other men (or women), but I didn't think I could ever do that myself. Some souls were braver than I.I kept getting him hard, bringing him almost to orgasm, then slowing down and switching to other tortures. Torture didn't have to be pain infliction either; you could tickle his chest with a feather. Or you could caress under his testicles. Or. ”She smiled down at him. “And what about my doing his other girls?”Robby grinned up at her. “Uh, do I get to watch?”“You rat!” she squealed. Heather moved to punch him in the chest. Robby grabbed her fists and lifted them to his lips, then pushed them towards her crotch. Heather moaned, and Robby reached up to cup her breasts. He teased her nipples as she rode him to orgasm. Robby’s seemed to want to blast her off his crotch like a rocket. Her pussy almost dripped with his cum when she sagged. Plenty of the paddle made completely sure of that. He also got his house cleaned up. I was running scared but doing as I was told. "You'll be a real whore when I get you down to the bookstore bitch. After a hundred cocks I bet you will know what it's like to be one!" Daddy had said it would take a week. He was right as it turned out.He marched me out of his house. We walked five blocks with me sashaying for all I was worth and arrived at a beat up looking adult book store with arcade. I got. “Your daddy is going to breed you, Chani. Aren't you so lucky?”“Yes!”Her pussy clamped down so tight on me. It felt so amazing to plow into her cunt. She whimpered and moaned, her mother licking at her and whispering naughty things. It was hot. My cock slammed into her cunt, her pussy gripping me with her silky flesh.I groaned, loving every second of burying into her twat. I slammed into her hard and fast. I plunged to the hilt in her cunt. She groaned, squeezing her snatch down hard on my.