The blows rained down on my ass, but I was invincible. Instead of moaning, I was almost growling now.And then it stopped. Cindy unclipped my wrists an... eased me down on my stomach. She stroked my faced and whispered, "You did so well." How do you feel?"Oddly, I felt really good. A warm endorphin high flowed throughout my body which seemed to almost float on the bed. "I feel amazing," I replied.She kissed my forehead and said, "Be right back."She returned and gently spread a cream across my. ." he said as I almost laughed at his remark.I controlled and said "Well, she learnt to live with it but I couldn't..." Were you using her closet too?!" he asked.I knew where this talk was going. So I coolly said "Well, dad's part of her closet is empty now! So I thought of putting my stuff in hers!"Mom almost choked on her snack hearing that! I went and attended to her but she said she's alright.Mom tried to change the topic but uncle came back to it saying "You have to go to your mom's. It feels so good, the other nipple is brushing against my arm, and the heavy fullness of my breast grazes your skin. It is hemmed in on all sides and it aches for more, more then a brush, more then a breath. Frustrated, almost as if it had a mind of its own the nipple is reaching farther towards more contact. I place my hand over it, palm against the nipple, fingers embedded in my breast. I squeeze tight; grasping, pinching myself. Sinking into the soft, yielding flesh. Loosening my grip, red. “What the fuck?!” she thought in a panic. She concentrated on relaxing. She tried to open her asshole. His tongue fought its way in. He covered the whole area with saliva. His tongue made progress working its way in and out of her rosebud. The more she relaxed, the better it felt.He sat up some and his index finger circled her asshole, easily lubricated in all of the saliva. “Are you looking at the camera? I want to see your eyes and expression the whole time,” he ordered.“Yessir,” she.