After a bit i slowly moved my hand over her tummy and belly button and circled my finger over her belly button. Then i moved my arms down to her leg a...nd pulled her skirt up to knees and started caressing her legs and i tried to move my hands up to her thighs in between but she strongly moved my hands away. I didn’t want to annoy her so i patiently waited till she reach in full mood and carried on fondling her boobs wit one hand and legs wit other.I started moving my fingers in circular motion. Aunt Tara's legs jerked spasmodically a few times before turning to jelly. Her head rolled back against Mom's breasts, her neck apparently incapable of holding it up anymore. That made me think that what she'd done to me was second nature for her, practically reflex. Yet it was something I couldn't have done if I tried. I pulled out, letting her legs drop softly. Mom eased back too, a hand behind Tara's head making sure it didn't bang against the desk. It was only a temporary reaction, of. He polished the bowl with his tongue and knelt, looking up at the woman who owned him as she sneered down, her breasts heaving in her tight blouse as she relished applying the cane. He looked at her and thought of how he had been caught in the act of caning young girls, how she had tricked him into revealing his BDSM tendencies, captured him, owned him, and destroyed him. He had meekly signed over all his property and possessions to her; his only purpose in life to serve her totally, knowing. She screams and writhes, making it difficult to strip her."It's okay," Russell says, softly. "It's okay, we're just going to take a shower."He coos and whispers assurances to her as he finally wrests her head and arms from tangling up the shirt and the girl is completely naked. Stepping away only to turn on the water and switch on the shower, he picks her up and cradles her as he steps into the bathtub.Emily goes limp and Russell, finding it hard to maneuver with her in his hands, sits down and.