"Susan looked down at the counter top and ran her finger tip through a still moist coffee ring on the countertop where a few drops of coffee had spill...d. Finally, in a very quiet and scared voice she said, "If two people both feel good about themselves when they are around the other..." She stopped again for a moment and took another deep breath before continuing. "Shouldn't they try to stay close to each other?"Susan was afraid to look up. She kept making little circles in the spilled coffee.. ....''getting in the shower with me, myself trying to hide my cock with my hand ''you seriously think i dont know you been wanking all night looking at porn, instead of studying''''take your hand away, im tired of you always wanking , things gonna change ''''you gonna become a good boy from now on''her big tities rubbing on my facetaking me out of the shower pointing at my present on the sink counteri open it and didnt understandshe took the blueue pale plastic thing with white stars on itand i. Softly, I letout, "Yes."She grabbed my face, my cum coating the side of it. She then kissed me,hard. "I'm so fucking hot right now, my little sissy. Let's get youdressed!" I raised my hand to my face, it was covered in my cum and feltdisgusting.After cleaning up, Jen brought me back out into the bedroom. She handedme a pair of white lace pantied with a little bow in the front. "Putthese on and I'll help you with the bra."I slid them up my legs and it sent shivers through me. Nestling it. Crack!!! She began to sob as her bosom became criss-crossed with the angry red marks of the whip digging savagely into her boobs.My pants bulging from the pressure of the beast contained within, I continued to lash her breasts from all possible angles and on all possible parts. By the end of the 25th stroke, she was hanging from her hands again, her legs unable to bear her weight against the assault that her middle-aged body was being forced to endure. After the fiftieth stroke, I strode.