““Kayla, we all… You know… do it… we all masturbate. I do a lot. I bet, even your mom does it. ““I know she does it. I’ve heard her wh...n dad’s at work and gosh, she’s noisy when they have sex. “We both laughed, hearing that revelation as we continued to empty boxes.“I’ll most likely think of you naked when I masturbate… There you go, I said it now… I masturbate Jo and if it’s ok, I’ll be dreaming of sex with you… you’re the hottest girl I’ve ever seen, “I’ll admit to not knowing how to respond. She wanted another one, so I thought it would be a wonderful present if I could give Mistress that child, without her going through the unpleasant symptoms of early pregnancy. We did discover another problem though; one of our partners had the pox, and he gave it to both of us, and probably his mate as well! I also expect that he tried to blame it on us bi-sluts, too. With Emma at school, we had to visit the local pox doctor and get ourselves cured, and it was hugely embarrassing. After. At least that's what it looked like to me. She relaxed completely, all of a sudden and all over. She looked at me and smiled this beautiful little smile that just melted me. I had never been that completely satisfied before. We must have sat like that for 30 minutes and looked at each other. In all that time we'd only said a couple words to each other. I have very hazy memories of us getting dressed and her leaving. I didn't even kiss her goodnight or say a word and neither did she. This all. She whipped him till her arm was sore and her cunt was on fire then told the pair of them to go wash up before supper. Candy excused herself and went straight to her bed chamber where she stripped naked and began to furiously masturbate in her bed. She had slept with many men and experimented with a few girls even but nothing had turned her on as much as beating her slaves. As she rubbed her clitty with her finger she quickly had a monsterous orgasm; drenching her hand and the bedsheets. She.