She was a short brunette, her thick long hair pulled back neatly. She was dressed well, with a tight sweater and jeans that hugged every curve on her ...body in just the right way, both hiding her delicate flesh and accentuating her near-flawless form. Her well-shaped breasts strained against the fabric of her knit sweater, and rose and fell gorgeously to the pace of each breath."What's your name?" he finally asked."Lauren. And you are Alex." She responded quickly, sure of her answer."Yeah, I am,. He would squeeze her ass and breasts or grind into her when he thought I wasn’t looking. I was ALWAYS looking when it came to my mom. When we stayed to watch TV, his arm would be around her shoulder and hand would always be on her tit. She would playfully tell him to stop. I wanted to sock him in the mouth. More often than not, I’d go off to my room to do homework. When I’d come back out they’d be making out and she’d stopped immediately when she would here me in the kitchen. I’ve. Trailing her thumb up and down the crown of Tansy’s’ bottom, just inside the channel, and then continuing to moisten the right cheek. Both girls sat on the grass on the far side of the path, watching intently, as they watched Idris smoothing the thick leather strap over Tansy’s’ twitching bottom. He took his time running the rough underside over her wet skin. Then Idris placed the strap on Tansy’s back letting its tip rest on her buttocks, prickling her before placing his thumbnail at the top. He wanted this too. He wanted it like she did. For several seconds she enjoyed the feeling of his cock growing under her tummy before she realised that The Beast had stopped spanking her.“Stand up.” he told her. She obeyed, feeling dizzy and weak. Now that she had returned to the world, her arse felt like she had sat in hot coals. She looked at him with renewed devotion glistening in her tear-filled eyes.“Thank you very much for my punishment,” she said. “I’m sorry for the horrible things I.