I looked down, and realized that despite everything, I was sporting a skin-splitting erection. Lucy’s eyes followed mine, and then reconnected, a sparkle in her regard. “Now,” she said softly, her voice like poisoned honey, “where is your sister?” “What?!” I exclaimed, and Lucy wrenched the whip away. The threaded cord seared across my nipples, and I cried out, my hands balling to fists above my shackled wrists. “I believe I was the one asian asking the questions.” Lucy purred, and trailed her finger softly over the flesh she’d just tortured. Oh… oh, it was good. Too good. Her caress was overly gentle, barely a touch at all, but it prickled the flesh with delightful tingles. “I don’t want to hurt you, Danny-boy.” Lucy said softly, sounding like a concerned mother, “I want to please you, but if you don’t give me what I want, I’m going to have to punish you. Now, where is your sister?” “She’s at the Des Moines Civic Center.” I muttered. Lucy laughed, and by the tone of her laugh, I knew I just bought myself some pain. “ The Des Moines Civic Center?! ” She sputtered, “Was that the best you could do?” And the whip snapped across cutie my belly again, and again, and again. Each motion was effortlessly casual from her, as though she were swatting a fly, but each snap laid a welt on my flesh that only grew more painful with time. I yelped at the first two, cried out fetish at shaved the third, then bellowed at the last two, my back arching from the bed. Once again, she calmed me with her tender caress, tracing the lines of her abuse with her japanese fingertips, turning pain to pleasure with just a touch. This time, I moaned when she did it, and she looked up at me with a knowing smile. “Just like your mother.” She chuckled. “What?” “You just can’t help yourselves.” “What?” He would be the one person I knew I could trust in the department. She parted my daughter's thighs, staring down at her exposed pussy. If he decided to sell her at shaved that point she would fetch asian five times what he had paid for her. He kept going until he felt his cock hit the back of her hot throat, testing to see if she'd bite him. Aja blinked and looked down, pushed out of her own brief reverie as she felt a hand touch lightly japanese upon her shoulder. � � The plan was to gain some composure and stare that bitch down but what happen instead horrified me. I saw her body electrocute itself and change before my very eyes. Duke cum pretty fast and fetish lay on her stomach but she wasn't finished yet so she started rocking back and forth She deserves it!” I held him tight, my nipples throbbing in his chest. An old Elton John song, “Sweet Painted Lady” comes on. If he walked in he would see his mom fingering her wet cunt. "Go on honey, have fun." “Brock likes to eat ass?” “Right there,” he said, pointing to his Toyota a short distance away. After I emptied my balls into her, she got cutie up and turned around and impaled herself on my cock again, but this time my cock pushed itself into her ass. Her place in Horace’s life was now taken by Trisha, Estelle’s now eighteen year old daughter, whose expanded presence accentuated by her now occupying one of the empty guest rooms, took really good care of his days and odd nights when Carol wasn’t around. To pick apart every little thing I say and... twist the meanings around. “So do I. I’d much rather have spent the night with you than with Mike.” “Carmen, they are blackmailing Beryl, you said. I brush the hair back behind her ear as I pull her in for another passionate kiss. My eyes bulged at the sudden warmth engulfing my dick. The tendons in the girl’s arms and legs tensed to take this tremendous pain, and then relaxed again as the air left her lungs in a long moan. My history of sex so far was only whacking off in the mature bra section of the Sears catalog!