She stood tall beside her husband, hands on the shoulders of James and Zuza. "Please, help our children. I will do anything you ask to save them. Plea...se." The cries of a Mother I have always heard." Zywie held out her right hand. "Come to me, my children."The two half Pole, half Kikker children slowly walked forward, holding hands. Felek had often, on this journey, found himself forgetting they were not "normal". As they came to a stop before this Polish spirit, however, their otherness shouted. It was unbearable for me to picture myself, the daughter of an English lord, being spanked like a naughty c***d. I felt miserable and ashamed. The spanking was a long one, far exceeding the few slaps he'd given me the night before. It didn't hurt as much as the whipping, but it was more painful as it was more humiliating, and grew worse and worse the longer it continued. Finally the Red Devil stopped and I never had felt such relief. My buttocks were hot and sore but the pain was already. I haven’t cum for a long time. You can bet I’m going to cover you from head to toe.”As soon as I finish the sentence Sandy rushes over to my already throbbing dick and pulls it out of my jeans and begins to suck my entire cock down her throat until she starts to gag. But she likes the sensation and continues. All her saliva start to flow over her lips and down to her big tits. My balls start to tighten and I start to get the familiar feeling again. That feeling of reaching orgasm. I pull. “Thanks Andy” Emily shrieked excitedly and came over giving me a daughterly hug but I could feel her fine breasts pressing against my arm. Emily started washing up and detailed me off to do the drying up, just like being at home really. What a sight Emily made washing up stark naked with yellow marigold gloves on. We were fairly steaming along when she suddenly dropped the bombshell. “How long have you been fucking Mummy?” she asked. “What? I said, almost dropping the plate I was drying. “How.