She arrived at my left nipple and sucked it into her mouth. She licked the end with her tongue and I was instantly aroused. "Oh suck on my nipples Mom..." I cried with delight." She has the family sensitive nipples!" said my father."She kept kissing and sucking gently all the way down my body right to my pussy. Her tongue entered the lips of my snatch and started working on my clit. Then she rotated her body on the bed, her hips now near my head. I knew what she wanted and although I had never. It startled me when my master hit me with the silver birch twig but although the shock was painful the sensations of the fiery surge took me to another orgasmic level.I was never allowed to come down from my euphoric high and in fact it felt so wonderful to be used as a whore as my master pounded my cunt with his real manly cock; then to receive his accolade of his spunk on my tingling skin was just like applying a soothing ointment to my itch.I heard my master talking and it became clear he. It wasn’t as if it was a perfume or anything but instead it reminded her more of an appetising meal cooking on the stove. By the time he’d slipped out of her for the last time that night however she couldn’t move she was that exhausted, let alone do anything else. With the sheet pulled over her head Jamie couldn’t see what she was up to. He could only feel her breath gently blowing against his length and her tongue occasionally lick at the tip. ‘Sonya, that feels so good.’ He encouraged her. Helen moaned repeatedly as I slid my hands all the way up her back, taking the towel with me. Then, boldly, I rubbed outwards from her neck, over her shoulders and across the knot that held the towel together.Once again I rubbed upwards, allowing my hands to rub more towards my Helen's sides. She sighed whispering, "That feels so good!" as I tentatively bent forward and nervously kissed her neck in several places, moving up to her shoulders whilst I continued massaging. Helen's towel which was.