" Yes Sir, I'll have them move to the other wing of the house for the night." For the night... ?" uttered Catherine."Why, of course my dear," replied ...acine, "Marcel and I don't believe in 'quickies.'" But ... my husband..." Oh, yes, I forgot. Alexandra told us you were married. An unfortunate condition if you want to play whore on a regular basis. All right, go call your husband and make your excuses." But ... what should I tell him?" Tell him whatever you wish, but whatever it is, tell him he. If she kept it up, my pussy would get quite wet and I couldn't help but do some squirming. My mom knew exactly what she was doing and what was going on but she said nothing. I don't know if my brothers noticed or not, they usually were completely silent while watching me being punished and humiliated. When the punishment was finished, I was not allowed to dismount from the bench and table. I had to stay there in position with my bare behind sticking up for at least 30 minutes, some times. ‘Get your fucking ass back to your room before I beat it for you!’ ‘Let me spend some time with him, Tyson. Alone. Just him and me. He’ll tell us where he’s hidden it. I promise you.’ He sneered at her. ‘You think you can make him talk?’ His sneer turned to open laugher in her face. ‘You?’ ‘Yes. Please, let me try.’ Still laughing, he shook his head. ‘You’re too soft. Your idea of torture would probably be to tickle his feet with a fucking feather or some shit like that!’ She stared at him, her. I gave his balls a tongue bath and I started playing with his asshole. That made him quiver in delight and he opened his legs wider and gently guided my head lower to his ass. I then ate his ass while stroking his cock. When he came, this time I locked my mouth around his cock and swallowed it all. We wound up not watching the game or going to dinner that day. We fooled around all day and through the night. Making out, licking and sucking all parts of each other's body. Tim was six feet tall.