Her tight ass in the air. Her legs spread as he drove into her from behind. His thrusts, violent and angry. His cock driving deeper into her tightness... his balls slapping against her as he sought his own hot release. “Cum for me, Eddie,” Roxanne rasped, pushing her ass back to meet his forward thrusts. “Fucking cum on me. Do me. Do me.” He did. “Almost,” he gasped. “Almost there.” “Cum for me. Cum for me, baby,” she rasped. “Cum for Roxy.” Bumfelt exploded inside her. Hot streaks of cum. It felt cool and stopped the burning. I cried like a baby. After that we had a long talk. All four of us. They were human and cared. After a warm bath and breakfast, Gloria instructed me to get dressed as I had done yesterday. I came down dressed in the corset, stockings, bra, bloomers, camisole and a very full Victorian style dress with five petticoats. The bloomers were strange as they weren’t closed at the crotch. Ms. K. told me, Victorian women did not undress for the toilet. The bloomers. Mom responded in a more subdued manner but her whole body shook and twisted . After a while I was getting sleepy and quickly slipped back into the room, but could still the two of them for some time until I finally fell asleep. Several days later I had to tell someone of what I saw. My best friend Jonathan was couple years younger then me but was much more knowledable then me. This was probably because he had two older brothers whom he could ask questions and get a no bullshit answer like you. "I need to punish you now." "I'm sorry?" "It's my ritual." "What do you do?" I asked, eager for a second round. "After I fuck a girl, I put her over my knee and give her a hard spanking." "Yes, please," I told him. He reached for some rope on the bed. "Put your hands behind your back." I turned and put my wrists together. He tied them securely. He kissed my neck roughly. "Mmmm." "Alright," he said. "I won't tie your legs because I like the feeling of restraining them with my own." He.