You got the fucking gift and you know how to use it,” I said. “Damn right I do my lady,” Jeff replied. As always I had to let out some pleasurab...e moans. Getting pleasured that well was absolutely great. Especially from my own brother. I put my hands onto his head as he was moving his tongue around. He made me scream some more. “Oh holy shit Jeff. Every single time we have sex you make me feel like such a woman. Keep fucking me mad,” I said. He gave me quite a few gentle licks and that tickled. ." "You knowI'm perfectly capable of that, don't you?" "Yes,"she answered. "Yes, what,cunt?" I demanded. "Yes, Iunderstand....sir?" she replied, more a question than a statement. "I'massuming you think yourself to be a good mother, who looks out for the bestinterests of herchildren, who makes sacrifices for them?" "Yes, ofcourse...sir," she answered. "And a goodmother would do anything to keep her daughters from becoming whoresfor some pimp,right?" "Yes,sir," she whimpered again.?"She would -. My hands started at her neck and ran my fingers down to her ample boobs, I massaged and pulled before leaning over to lick at her small, firm nipples. My lips rolled her hardening nipples between my lips making her moan and begin to push her hips up in pleasure. As my mouth worked away I let my fingers roam lower and lower, lightly massaging her clean shaven pubus. With my middle finger I teased the crease in her thigh, just touching her lips but nothing more. She was almost panting with. He took his time, smacking her firmly now and then, but in between caressing her ass and squeezing it. His blows were all over the place, on her ass cheeks, on the back of her thighs, a few even falling on her womanhood. For several long minutes he spanked her."Please, Daddy, please, it hurts too much," Heather cried, sobbing.Harold massaged her ass, while he explained himself. "Heather, you are being punished for three things, you understand that?"Her words skipped between her sobbing, "I-I-I.