"Now clean it, you slut," Burton said to my mother.She quickly turned around and began to lick his cock clean. "Yeah, I knew you were a slut. I've see...n you looking. That's right; clean it all up nice and good." When he had enough he got dressed and left. I hid out of the way and watched my mom dress after he had left. She didn't clean her pussy up at all. She just put her bathing suit bottoms back on and her shorts over them. When she was done she straightened her hair and tried to make it look. Is that supposed to happen? Charlie asked worriedly. I opened my eyes and saw him staring at the cum all over my body. Yeah, thats cum. You masturbate until it comes out, and it feels good. Oh. Yep. We were silent for a little while, Charlie awkwardly shuffling from side to side, me panting lightly with cum still puddled on top of me. Can I try? Charlie questioned suddenly, taking me by surprise. What do you mean? Can I try masturbating? You can teach me! Ummm&hellip, I dont know&hellip,. He tired of her screaming and struggles, and herscreams were actually louder than the CRACK! Of the whip as it hissed downonto her ass. He returned to trailing it, this time, flippingit around and trailing the handle of it down her crack, and around her hole.He smiled as she tensed, knowing she was sensing what was next. He traileddownward, and pushed the handle into her pussy, bringing forth a surprisedmoan from her. He pushed it in and out a few times until it was glisteningwith her. I slalomed out, bending my knees to pick up the whip. I came up almost beside the boat, the guys started to straighten out, and I felt the pull again.We crossed another boat’s wake, and I jumped, so it didn’t pull my feet out from under me. I landed well and happily settled back on the left side of the boat. We rounded the island, and he headed back to cut close to the beach. I whipped around, and when close enough, I signalled I was dropping and let go of the rope.I happily sank into the water.