The same one the women had used to hold Dad and me “captive” during our previous visit to the farm.“There we go, darlin’,” said Mom, running... her hands along sides and hips. “This big hook can handle two of you, so don’t worry about breaking anything ... Oh, baby ... You’re looking so good ... the boys’ mouths are watering.”“That’s not all that’s watering,” chimed in Dad as a long string of precum dangled from his puckered tip. My own throbbing cock had produced a warm clear droplet that was. It was not unusual for Saranya to get partially naked or even completely naked to help put a customer at ease, but this… Then it dawned on me. Saranya had brought me the name of this customer. Now some of the things like her bringing her own bag to the shoot made more sense. Getting back to focus, I got a couple of shots with her looking dreamily off into the distance and a couple looking down at the lens. We moved her hands and arms to different poses and gestures. She was great to work. “Not so cocky now are you, you little bastard! This will teach you to disrespect me! Now tell me how you became this way, or I will give you another dose!”“I have told you repeatedly I do not know! I have no idea how this has happened to me, but I am thankful because it will allow me to kill you!”He screamed with rage and attacked my torso with the whip, the pain beginning to become too much to bear, when he finally stopped. I could hear him straining for breath, meaning that the wounds we had. "They won't. But I'll guarantee that my brother will just happen to drop by for lunch at the request of my dad."Why?" I asked."To make sure you're not on top of me and humping me to heaven," she answered with a laugh and once again her nipples pushed against the front of her t-shirt. "Tomorrow then," I affirmed."Good. We can meet you at your uncle's as I'm scheduled to babysit for them during the day while your aunt is out running errands," she said before her dad's voice called her into the.