Ben caught himself looking at his mom's direction. He glimpsed at her bare feet which looked nice. Then he moved his eyes a bit higher. The calves. T...hey looked plump. And their skin... it was a bit brownish. Ben knew, she had tan lines. He could remember her pale saggy tits swaying before his face. Ben was so caught up in his staring that when he finally looked at her face... he got really scared. She was looking back at him all the time. She clearly couldn't believe he had been imagining. His whip would hit the inner folds of her vagina – she was totally exposed. Another knock on the door. “Ready?” “Yes.” Carl and another two guards entered. The punishment horse was on wheels, and two of them started wheeling it out and along a corridor, while the third guard led Jonathan up to Mr. Barton’s cubicle. To Ibby, being wheeled towards the auditorium, Mr. Barton’s voice was audible in the distance, getting louder, along with cheering and clapping. A double door was thrust open, and. "They can't even put a name to this DNA sample. It is not in any database of any type. If you can't help me, who the hell can?"I was getting a kick out of hearing my daughter browbeat her mother. Paybacks are hell. It would have been nice to get all of the conversation, but I had to be satisfied with a portion of it. For the next few minutes, I could not make out what was being said. The last thing I heard was something about another test on Tuesday morning, and the door slamming as Julie left.. She groaned deeply and leaned against Jill as her orgasm shook through her. Jill supported her as Katie rocked her hips as her muscles contracted with each wave of pleasure."You're so wet!" Jill whispered in Katie's ear as Katie relaxed and leaned against the counter. Jill's fingers were still in Katie's pussy and before Katie had a chance to recover, Jill began stroking her fingers over Katie's clit again.Katie started to moan immediately and felt her second orgasm building much quicker this.