He could hear her heartbeat begin to quicken as they kissed.The blindfold was working well, he couldn't see a thing, but a sharp sting and slap sound ...tartled him, he felt his chest warm. She kissed him deeper yet, and another slap resounded in his ears, his thigh burned, but it felt amazing. With every snap of what he imagined to be a riding crop, he wanted her so much more, the torture was becoming overwhelming and he let out a whimper.She ceased her torture and got up from his lap, caressing. I shot what was left of my cum into her virgin cunt, my body going into convulsions before pulling out. Ronnie sat up, her face shiny with her friend's juices. "Ronnie, clean daddy up", commanded Kriss. Ronnie didn't say a word as she moved her face down to my crotch and began gently sucking and licking my cock clean. When she was done, she turned to Kriss. "I'm finished", she said as she lowered her eyes. I couldn't believe what I was seeing. My normally headstrong step daughter was submitting. .. because djou are a man who will take the gift that we give to djou and will not spit it back in our faces! Djou are a flame that we can fly to and djou will not burn our wings!" But I don't have to treat you like a slave or a slut to enjoy having sex with you!" Djou talk a lot about the way djou are built but do djou ever stop to think how we are built?" I don't understand" La Senoritas Samantha and Jane and la puta Maria are built to feel good when we are djused like the slave. But there is. I asked, raising my voice a hair, “Tiffany?” “I’m up here! Just getting the TV ready! Come on up!” I looked in the cupboard until I found two wine glasses. With those and the bottle in hand, I flew upstairs and went to the room where I could hear a TV. When I entered the room, I was not prepared for what I saw. She was on her bed and she was still wearing the shorts and tanktop but she had added a few pieces to her outfit. She had on black pumps and white knee socks that made my dick.