I went to wash up, she was supposed to rest. When I walked back into her bedroom she was lying crossways on the bed, her legs hanging over the sides, ...er skirt hiked up to her waist. Dee had her hand on her pussy between her spread legs. She spread them wider so I could see her finger fuck herself. She was pistoning one, two and some times three fingers in and out of her pussy. I stood and watched, running my eyes up and down her body, from watching her fingers to looking at her eyes, she. And the rhymical tap, tap, tap of the crop on my clit was your demand for an audience with my orgasm. The leather, softer against my oozing slit in contrast with the rougher tugging of my numb nipples is how you open the door into sub-space. Pain and pleasure, the door I was born needing to walk through.When you released the first clamp, the world stopped spinning, a moment of calm. Then the blood rushed into my nipple, burning me in a fire of pain. Pain cascaded through my body and smashed. The boy was very horny, so three more moves and he spurted hot sperm inside me. He made a few moves, then he slipped out of me a slippery dick making room for others. He came up, pulled the thong out of me with one move and then approached the pussy of his erect penis. He'd undressed his clothes before, so he was now completely naked between my legs. Just like his friend, he only first touched his pussy with his pussy, enjoying the moment. He entered me. He started to move me right away. He put. ” Ronnie took another step forward. They were almost touching now. “I promise.”Hands shaking, Boyd put the baby in Ronnie's arms. The little girl had somehow managed to fall asleep. Ronnie backed away. Boyd slouched on the steps, looking at the empty place in his hands where his child had just been…And then he cried out. He darted forward, making a grab for the baby again. “Boyd, no!” Ronnie said, but he rushed at her, arms outstretched, and Ronnie flinched, hugging Sandra and praying she.