The scene revealed when I peered though the kitchen window could have been erotic in the right circumstances but it actually revolted me and added fue... to my anger. Naked and held struggling and howling on the kitchen table by her powerful, belt wielding mother, Terry screamed with the agony of each blow. Her bottom and thighs were already blistered and bruised and there appeared no sign that her mother was ready to let up. I tried the door; locked. I tapped the window. Mrs. Emerson looked up. There would be all the sex she wanted again after they were married. Only after the marriage ceremony and only by degrees did Kimberly begin to understand that sex within the marriage would be for strictly procreational purposes. Sex was now a duty to be performed once a month at the peak of her cycle. A passionless, joyless exercise in futility for all concerned: she was taking the pill. The call center was a production plant, one of almost a dozen run by the company. Their job was to. The nipples were swollen and alert."You look so much better now, pretty slut", Angique complimented. At last she let a warm smile touch the corners of her mouth."You may kiss me."Kristie did one, then two confused steps. Her mouth was still filled with the nylon thong. Angique took her in her arms. She made her tits kiss the blonde's, pressing them together. She pried Kristie's mouth open and took the panties out. Even before the girl could gasp for air she closed her mouth with hers. She. Ben adored both, but it was the taste of her ass that really made his cock ache, that and the denial.It had been over three months since Ben had been allowed a proper orgasm, in that time he had been teased and denied repeatedly, occasionally even 'promised' an orgasm, only for his wife to let go seconds before he started to cum. It drove him crazy, the endless frustration and longing for release, but the thing that really pushed his buttons was the way Jackie was enjoying it now. Jackie was.