A mother, father and their embarrassed dau(g)hter came in. She was a cutie, tiny little girl, nice A cup tits with little button size nipples. A littl...e razor burn at her pussy. Mom must have told her to shave her box.Mom had B cup titties with the same button nipples and her pussy was bald. Dad, well lets hope dad is a grower he certainly isn't a show-er. That girl doesn't know how lucky she is.Hi may I help you?Yes were looking for a vibrator for our dau(g)hter. Maybe a small dildo too.Oh I. Before she could remove my boxer, I stopped her and told her to touch my manhood, kiss it and play with it before she could it see it. Just over the boxer only.She said ok, and for the first time, she put her hand on my hard rock! Even though it was over my boxer, the feeling of my MIL’s hand on my cock felt so good. She slowly went and kissed it, rubbed it and without asking me she pulled the boxer and released my hard cock!Manisha: I was feeling bad that it was struggling inside your boxer.. .” he said as he described me into his radio. “He doesn’t have any ID on him.”I knew this was going to get very interesting, very quickly, when the dickhead said I didn’t give him my name. While correct, he never asked. Then he added that I still had two officers covering me, one with a taser and the other a gun. They didn’t have any cuffs to fit me, and he was sure I could break loose from the zip cuffs.One of the officers was off in his car, having the guns checked out while I was at the. Her skin tingled now and she barely felt the burn in her triceps as she held her rigid posture. Everywhere the tip of the crop touched, she felt her skin's sensitivity heighten until it seemed she could feel the very dust particles in the air.The crop drew over her breasts, lingering roughly on each nipple. Kevin smacked each one lightly until they were hard enough to cut diamonds. That brought a moan of pleasure from her lips."Ah," he sighed, "You like that."She nodded.There was a painful lash.