"Harlan finished his beer and crushed the can."Now don't be so sorrowful," he said. "Maybe you two can make things up to the men somehow. I believe th...y'd welcome your paying them back in some other way than money. I believe they'd take a notion to getting some good hot fucking from your pretty teenaged asses. They're probably still beating off thinking about their fucking you when you was both kids. From the looks on their faces in the pictures, they all looked powerful content screwing into. She moans with a mixture of pleasure and pain and redoubles her efforts to suck out all my spunk into her waiting mouth.I am writing this brief article just after a really amazing session. My wife was feeling incredibly horny and I had just come to bed after a long work day. On the bed was the riding crop. She took one look towards me and said "please darling, I need this". I picked up the riding crop and she raised her arms above her head. Taking aim at her swollen breast, I whipped her hard,. "Boy, you're hot," he held her gingerly, "another couple of minutes and I'd have had use my oven mitts."Christi collapsed onto the living room floor. "That was, that was" was all she could say as her body continued to jerk in the aftermath of near-electrocution.Grand Dad knelt over Christi's quivering body and admired the pattern of deep purple bruises that was spreading evenly across her self-beaten breasts. "Boy howdy," he whistled, "that thing really does a job! I don't think I've ever seen. All through dinner it was like I am their servant, I had to serve the dishes and then take them off the table, the more Ben commanded me the more my wife seemed excited, I was furious at first but as the dinner progressed I found myself getting more and more aroused from the fact that he commands me in my own house, and i started to understand why my wife was his personal slut who did whatever he asked her to do.The dinner was finally over and after cleaning all the dishes I joined them in the.