Take this, and this, and this!' Sir was plunging his enraged persona up Miss Jones' ass through his rampant cock. 'Give me that cum so deep Sir. Be a ...ood hun for Miss Jones...'Sir was not amused being patronised as the client of a hooker. He slapped Miss Jones' cheeks twice, then her ass six times. 'NEVER, EVER, EVER call me hun, you frustrated failure of a wife. Can't even get her husband to satisfy her, needs to whore herself to Sir!'Miss Jones started to orgasm, the spanking and the insults. And as your mother it is my role to teach you." Jennifer said with calm authority"Um, ok Mom. I would like to learn" Said Jon"And this way you will learn about a woman's body and not be confused by having inappropriate erotic images. Since I am your mother you will learn about this in a honest way. And afterwards you will realize why your mother's panties are not erotic itmes for a son to play with. So I want you to pull up that chair to the end of the bed so that I may display for you what. I stood there, transfixed. In all the time we had been together, I had never seen you pleasure yourself, and I was liking what I saw. Your head was moving back and forth, your cries filling the tiny room. The hand on your breast was tweaking the nipple, making it rigid, then skipped to the other to do the same. My hand stole it’s way down to grip my shaft on it’s own accord. As the finger in you pumped in and out, your hips began to buck. Your cries raised to a fever pitch and I realized you. Its long, razor-sharp teeth, however, still gouged Yves’s thigh-deep enough, for it to start bleeding freely down his leg.By reflex alone, Yves swung the now repossessed spear in the direction of the whipper, and the head of the spear smashed into its head, knocking it for six. Yves and his brother both drove their spears into the downed whipper.Jahn had also managed to clout his when it tried to sidestep Alec’s swing at. It went down, and Alec happily slashed his sword across its neck. The men.