” My mother stared at me with these wild eyes. All the rage had vanished. “How am I ever supposed to make love to Sianili again?”“She has my c...ock, so she doesn’t need yours,” I said, smiling. “But, if you’re good, I’ll let you grow your dick and fuck her pussy. Or Iliasa’s or Frelia’s cunts.”“Kurtis!” Rage reappeared in her expression. “I’m your mother. I can tear you apart. You think you can stand up to me in my dragon form.” Her flesh rippled. She began to expand and then contracted. Her eyes. “Those don’t count, of course.” “Of course,” Brenda whispered. That earned her two more. Something about her slave whipping her was turning her on immensely. She could feel her own wetness as the air moved across her pussy. “Please,” Brenda moaned. “You can beg better than that.” “Please. Mistress. Whip me. Pretty please.” “Count them.” The first one was wicked, low on her ass. So tender. And her endorphins hadn’t started flowing yet. Oh, it hurt. “One... two... three... four... ” The. A few minutes later Justin heard a splash and a whoop asJeremy dived into the coldish water. He swam rapidly to the far end andback then climbed the steps, retrieved his crutches and scooted over towhere Justin lay. He grabbed a towel and vigorously rubbed his body andhair. Only then did he look at Justin. His mouth dropped open and frombehind dark glasses Justin watched him scrutinizing his body. Justin'scock gave a twitch of excitement when Jeremy focused his gaze on thejunction of his. With the help of the mirror, I scrutinize each movement of my hand around my shaft then I start pumping faster. I can see in the mirror my big round dilated balls knocking against my butt, adding by the way, more sensations along with the rubbing movements of my so sensitive pink-purple tip and skin. Sometimes, I hardly attach an elastic band to my scrotum that makes my testicles a big hard round mass of flesh that knocks against the pen deep in my ass and it’s triggering fantastic pleasure.