I was either teased to distraction or the recipient of Susan's brand of femail administered pain. At some stage the curtains were drawn to shut out th...e darkening sky and close off the wetness of the day outside. The attention wasn't only on me though. At one stage I was bent into my usual position at the dining table, but this time without any gag and with firm instructions to use my mouth on Susan's puffy wet pussy. The flogger was used on my back provided the 'encouragement' this time as my. There I felt the petals of her lips and, gently slipping a finger in, Imade it glide upward to hunt out her clitoris.Now it was Tisha's turn to gasp and tense in the embrace of the wateras I worked her. She didn't grip me as I'd done to her. But her faceseemed to crack as if she couldn't keep her emotions from leaking out.Now she was letting in big moans and sobs, which grew until she brokecontact, pushing away from my questing fingers, which slipped out ofher."Please stop," she gasped."Are you. I can feel your now hard cock against my ass. We walk to the door & I hear you unzip your pants. The sound makes my pussy instantly wet again. You push me against the wall & shove your cock forcefully inside me from behind. I bend forward a little as you grab my hair & reach around to play with my clit. Your huge cock makes me cum again in just a few minutes. I pull away from you, turn and squat down in front of you. You grab my head and shove your cock down my throat. I love how forceful you. Henry opened the door wearing only a baby-doll pajama."Well it's nice to see young people being on time. Come in Dianne."Dianne followed the older woman inside and waited in the living room."Would you like a drink Dianne? Coke or something?" Ah sure, a Coke would be nice, thank you." She watched as Mrs. Henry walked across the room and into the kitchen. With the see-through baby-dolls on Dianne could see her breasts, auroras, nipples and pubic hair. When Mrs. Henry came back from the kitchen.