Every time I shuffled about there was a squelching sound. When we stopped eating interracial Jon told me to stand-up with my legs apart and he used his fingers to black find and remove the vibe. Fortunately it didn’t take him long otherwise I would have cum. Vicky volunteered to do the washing-up while Jon took me upstairs and into the punishment room. He strapped me onto the top part of the ‘T’ with my feet to the legs. I couldn’t move and my spread pussy was there waiting for some action. The action that it got was Jon with first the tawse, then the cane. I can’t remember how many strokes I counted but my backside thought that it was on fire. Jon’s an expert with the cane and the end of it must have reached my pussy about a dozen times. I was crying and almost screaming. My pussy was on fire and my juices just seemed to make it burn all the more. I was so close to cumming it was unbelievable. Just as I thought that I couldn’t hold it any more Vicky came into the room and Jon bbc stopped. Vicky said that I didn’t look too good and asked if I was OK. I tried to say “yes” but the word wouldn’t come out. In the end I just nodded. Jon decided that he needed to let me calm down for a while and while he left me where I was he told Vicky that it was time for her to get re-acquainted with the fucking machine. While she went and got a chair he sorted out the ropes and when she came back he tied her wrists and told her to get on. Vicky climbed on and slowly impaled herself on the big dildo. Her pussy was just inches from my face and I could see every detail as she went down. She gave a big sigh as she reached the bottom. Jon adjusted the ropes and then switched on the motor. To start off with he set the motor to run very slowly and it seemed to take ages for her to rise up so that the dildo was just out of her before she started to go down again. Jon left us alone for about 5 minutes before coming back and increasing the motors speed. Vicky was starting to get quite worked-up and her juices were down to her knees. Unless Jon switched off the motor I could see that Vicky was going to cum long before me. The sweet fragrance of her pussy was stopping me from relaxing. Jon left Vicky and turned his attentions to me again. He gave me 10 more strokes with the cane and I was crying again after the second stroke. By the 10th I was so close to cumming that I had to beg him to stop. Just as he did stop Vicky gave out a loud scream and shuddered as she reached the bottom of the dildo. The motor just kept going and up she went again. Jon ignore her and un-strapped me. I collapsed to the floor and felt the pain as my backside hit the floor. Jon lifted me across the floor so that I was spread-eagle under the ropes that were dangling from the ceiling. He then strapped these to my wrists and ankles and hauled me up to about his waist height. Thankfully he had already attached the supporting straps for my waist and neck. There I was hanging about 3 feet in the air with my arms and legs as wide as they possibly could be. Out of the corner of my eye I could see Vicky still going indian up and down on the mature dildo. She had tears in her eyes but a smile on her face. Jon got the remote controlled vibe and pushed it into me. I say pushed but I’m sure that my pussy nearly sucked it out of his hand. He switched it onto low speed and left the room. When he came back five minutes later Vicky was just having her second orgasm and I was about fat to have my first. Master's scream of agony cut through the pain. Usually said totes, three or four of them in all, were stacked neatly, keeping safe and dry an assortment of childhood memorabilia, things that Chani may want to one day show her own children. This sudden contact made her stiffen, her eyes shot open when the horny bug was shoving so eagerly against the satin softness of her slit. You can help a lot! In that time most of our audience had moved on but when I got up on my elbows I saw that interracial 3 youths had moved into our ‘stage’ and were all laid on their stomachs looking up to us. Then my mom bbc subtly began to grind her mature wet pussy on my knee. She could feel the other girl’s larger breasts pressed against hers. I felt completely full and fully stimulated. Her other hand was at her mouth. Frank smiled. When they saw us the boy said, Cindy, where’s Cindy? I almost pinched myself to see if I might actually be indian dreaming when the bathroom door opened and out walked Amy in short cotton shorts and a snug black tank top. “Fair enough.” I replied, looking at my watch. Sharon hits another big orgasm, “DAVID, OH MY GAWD, DAVID I LOVE YOU SO DAMN MUCH,” she says as I feel her body spasm on my cock. I've already bred you, director.” She jammed into it. Rekha's mind was buzzing with happiness. “Then come on dear,” she says, taking hold of my upper arm. I mean, how could we not be? “Well, a bit.” Trevor faltered then course corrected when Tegan shot him a hurt fat look. But, when they hugged and shared a light kiss, they fit together just fine, with a slight sidewise bias because of the growing baby in residence. Allison opened her eyes and saw Vanessa in the doorway. If he changed them on her she would notice. Finally, I played daddy and practically had to spoon feed her. Dakota stopped what she was doing for Jill, sat up and slapped Tina across the face causing her to gulp a huge amount of air. Laaaater,” she whispered, the air from her lungs tickling the base of my shaft as she gave my balls a warm kiss. It made her feel like such a dirty slut and she loved every second of it. She collapsed onto the ground, a grunt bursting from her lips.