However, there was worse to come. When I looked again, Mum was bending, touching her toes naked in the middle of the room. The optician stood with his...belt in his hand. He pompously lectured her about the bill and her behaviour, and I clutched my dick in shame as Mum accepted and even counted out six whacks of the belt across her arse. Her voice quivered with each one. She rubbed her bottom afterward, clasping it as she straightened up, and he slowly wanked as she did. He was really large I. Just hope I never let that slip out my mind.They left. Karen said she wanted to leave early and do the driving. I said sure. Nothing looks like big time swingers going to town in a minivan.Karen stopped at a little café to have breakfast. Our waiter was a young black guy whom seems to be having a hard time not starring at Karen’s cleavage. Karen runs her hand under the table in my lap.“Now honey how are you planning on leaving this café with a tent in your pants. You just got to wait till. I quickly jumped back in our booth and was amazed. Kara was still getting fucked from behind but was now sucking on another black cock from the other booth. i kept taking pictures with my phone when the guy in her mouth began emptying his load down her throat, she gagged a bit but kept sucking, draining his balls into her. As he pulled himself back into his booth I heard him pull up his pants and leave. Kara just held herself in place and began playing with her clit when the man thrust himself. With that same firm, in command voice, I answered, "I will explain this one time, and one time only. I am the Master of this house and own all of the women you see here and that specifically includes your mother and sister. They are my slaves, and a slave's only possession is their life. Everything else is their Master's property, which means that you are standing in MY house. Is that clear enough for you?"He stood there and tried to take it in as he asked, "How did you... ?"I cut him off,.