Slaves must be put in their place and he had just the means to do it: a tawse whose wooden handle was long enough to reach down her back so its leathe... strop could target her buttocks full and rounded, totally unprotected by the flimsy harem trousers as she knelt before him. His first stroke was to her left arse-cheek. In the mirror on the wall behind her Frank could see it red bloom but still she was recalcitrant trying to pull away against the restraint of the lead held firmly in Frank's. “Oh, fuck yes…” she moaned. “Oh, God…ahhhhh.”James felt her pussy quiver and tighten around his cock, pulsating as she was overcome by waves of tingling pleasure. The nipple in James’ mouth hardened even more. He bit it and she groaned.“Do it again,” James told herFifteen minutes later, Carole was still on top of him cumming. James knew of her abilities and that she was multi-orgasmic and could have one after another for an extended period. So, he just watched, letting her do all the work. I had seen my dad's penis before but never anyone else's. I was just starting to masturbate.Everyday after that I would try and sneak peeks at every male we had in the funeral home and one day I got the courage to actually touch one. I became obsessed at that point and nearly everyday when males were available I touched and looked.When I was 13 my dad started letting me work for the business during the summer. I also got a Polaroid camera that year for my birthday so I took many many pictures.. She was cumming, and it was so hot to see it that that's all it took to bring him off.Clarissa missed the main event, so to speak. That's because her eyes were tightly closed. She saw stars that weren't really there, instead of the jets of semen that rocketed out of her brother's penis. Her consciousness was suspended in an expanding ball of pure pleasure as that semen landed in long strips that crossed both of her thighs, her panties, her hand and the exposed skin where her shirt had ridden.