I poured a last vodka and began to read the story. As it happened it was a lesbian story of an older woman dominating a woman of my mothers age. Was t...his where Miss Jones had come into my moms mind? I wondered. The older woman had found the lady in a compromising position of bondage and had taken photographs and blackmailed her into becoming her slave. All sorts of punishment and humiliation followed in the story and I found myself rubbing my pussy at at times sniffing moms scent from her. Suddenly she stopped , and i stopped to see what now , she looked at me in disgust , threw me aside , and ran half naked through our store where we had lot of grains , my dad is dealer . She went in there and closed the door . I applied all my force to open the door , the door opened and and she fell on ground . Like a dog i jumped to catch her panties , she slipped out of pantied and jumped to take showel , i caught her hand before she hit me , i threw the showel away and threw her over the. Carole let out her signature squeal as she was double penetrated.“I would recognize that sound from a mile away,” Rick said.“Yeah, she does that every time she gets butt-fucked,” I laughed.On screen, the two men were pounding into my wife. Carole took them both with ease as they used her. Her tits swung around over the man’s face. He caught one in his mouth and sucked the nipple. Carole came almost immediately.After a several more minutes of solid hard fucking, the men both pulled out of her,. There was still a small trail of Kitten’s aroused honey glistening from her womanhood and along the curve of one buttock. I picked up the scent of her arousal in my nostrils and felt my heart flutter as my mind reverted back to memories of times I would taste her. I held up the leather belt to my side, then swung it at her pale ass cheeks.She cried out with a short yelp of pain but didn’t move. The soft skin on her has started to turn pink. I smacked her butt with my belt again, which was met.