Those heavy, clocking footfalls were in the hallway now.Nooooooooo, Jessie whispered to herself. She stood up and ran a last minute check over her dre...s, hair and shoes. She hadn't had time to tie a bow through her thick, blond tresses; she could only hope her Mother wouldn't notice this single, insignificant oversight. Not much chance of that, though; Mummy's eyes were sharp. She never missed a thing.Jessie skittered over to stand before the SPANKING CHAIR with her face downcast and her hands. I grinned back, commenting that I hoped to show her real soon just how bad I could be. Bonnie threw back her head, willing the moment, mouth filled by her husbands ox-like tongue. As the man of the house pinched the nipples so hard they looked close to popping, a pained wail spilled from his wifes lips. Riding the thick shaft for all she was worth, flesh slapped upon flesh as the couple thrashed about, squeals of lust deafening my ears. Turning his attention to her neck, Rays wiry beard. Mike hoisted her up to meet his cock. She was so tiny, that he had to make some adjustments.He looked like a Great Dane fucking a poodle. She clenched her teeth,and cried out to receive his cock. She was screaming in such pain that he was worried he was hurting her.She had tears streaming down her face. This meant absolutely nothing to him,he was all about her ass and how good it felt on his stiff cock.She pretended not to be in pain but he was killing her pussy! She turned around to reassure. .. making me your puppet. And you never, ever ask for a God damn thing in return. Christ, I thought I was teaching you all these things and it turns out that I was just wasting your time. You're a master violinist and I'm barely a fiddle. The truth, Jason..." He could hear her voice catching and her words became blubbery. She was starting to cry. "The truth is that I was scared. I was so fucking scared. I was so afraid that you'd get bored with me and find someone else...someone better. I.