She almost lifted off the couch pressing her hips into my brutal grip. Her pussy was now soaking wet. I easily pushed two fingers into her then grippe... her pussy even harder than before. Mom's legs flexed as she lifted her hips slightly off the couch and started a steady driving motion into gripping hand. Mom was all mine. Sexually out of control, pumping her wet pussy shamelessly into her son's gripping hand like a bitch in heat. With my other hand I pushed her robe completely open exposing. The masters laughed together as they stood up the heaving and crying Viper.“How about now, Viper. Will you submit?” Petrovsky asked, almost curious.“No.” She replied, instantly receiving the whip again. Trails of welts licked their way acrossed her chest, arms, and neck. Viper sobbed.“How about now?” Petrovsky asked. “No.” Viper cried out again as the whip made contact with her skin. “How about now?” “No.” Another hit, and a new flurry of tears and sobs.“What about now?”“Go to Hell!” Viper. Would it be ok I laid down on my reclining chair. I checked the chair and it did indeed recline flat. ‘Now, Jason I don’t want to embarrass you but tell me what clothes I need to take off’. I was in a flummox and went red. ‘There, you are embarrassed, I knew it. Tell you what, if I lay down and close my eyes, you can remove what clothing you need to work on me. How’s that’. We agreed. So, I sat her down adjusted it in a semi reclining position and took off her cardigan, then trousers and, what. " she giggled. All I could do wasstammer that I was getting stuff ready for an early meeting thenext day."And I've got budgets to finish so I guess we can't go back toyour place then," she said smiling and stepped closer and got herhand on my cock through my trousers. "But we can't have youwalking around like this."Before I knew it she was squatting in front of me working myzipper down. I started to protest but I was really too far-goneand I knew it."Oh hush silly, it's late, even the cleaning.