"Mrs. Norton spanks you when you have been bad doesn't she mom?" Yes." And frequently - I loved it."Does it normally lead to 'other things'?" Yes." Al...ays.Why doesn't she just start! My sex was starting to moisten rapidly and I was worried that I would leave a wet trail upon my daughters lap - evidence, and more humiliation, that this incestuous encounter was not so horrific to me as I hopped she thought."I once saw her use a ping-pong paddle on your ass - does she often use different things. Before I walked into our bedroom I heard them both moaning, especially my wife, like I never heard her moan with me! I could hear the popping of her pussy as his big black cock was pounding away at it and I stepped into the room. I had a side view of them so they didn’t notice me, so I watched silently like a pathetic pervert! They were both naked and she was on all fours with him fucking her from behind, both hands on her shoulders driving his big black cock in n out of her pussy hard! I. I sat upright on the edge of the bed and snapped my fingers. Ashma then came in front of my bed and knelt in front of my cock. I was happy, that I had got one obedient sexy girl as my slave. I brushed her hair aside, felt her cheeks with my palm, and asked her, “Where is Tanvi?”Ashma didn’t give any reply, instead just bowed down and tried to come closer to suck my dick. I pulled her hair back, making her arch back, and asked her again, “I asked you a question, bitch.”Ashma – She is still. "Great. I do little writing myself you know," she said, looking over at me quickly as she continued down the highway."I'd like to see what you're writing these days. If I recall correctly, I'd turned you into a pretty fine writer when we were at school. You were hurling adverbs and flowery adjectives around like there was no tomorrow," I said grinning."You never know, Danny. You just might get to see some of it... soon," she said rather mysteriously. I wondered what she meant.We arrived at the.