I used the pliers to clip the tag to her cunt, and I thought the little whores open mouth scream would wake somebody even through the well insulated w...all. I quickly cauterized the holes I had just made in her pussy and held her hips till she stopped shaking. I shoved on her head and she kept sucking at Taylors nipples, her face covered in breast milk now as well and spit and tears. She was gasping still from radiating pain coming from her little pink pussy, when I slid my head up to her butt. I called out "Beth? Where are you Sweets?" The door to the bathroom swung open and I again could see that fabulous kimono robe draped over her body. I walked over to her, reached out a finger that brushed her nipple as I felt the fabric of the robe and said, "I know this is the robe I got for you in Japan, I recognize the pattern in the silk, but I know it wasn't this small or sexy. What happened?"Beth blushed, bit her lower lip and looked down "You don't like it." It was more statement than. ‘Don’t stop,’ she half pleads half demands. He smiles at her and lowered his head to reclaim her breast. The drawing sensations of his mouth on her sensitive tissue make her writhe against him. He clasps her tightly around the waist and draws her further into him. ‘Claude,’ some part of him hears her voice, but it is little more than a whimper, ‘can I undress you now?’ He immediately stands upright and gives her a huge grin, adding ‘sure sweetheart.’ He waits while she decides what she wants to. She pressed her eyes closed and rocked on top of me.We never heard the door and were therefore stunned into paralysis when the voice called out. "Mom? You still up?" It was a man's voice but it had called out for his mother. Her son was home. We held like statues our stillness enforcing silence. The door was open and the boy and a guest passed only feet away. The room and hall were dark but we could make out each other well enough, if they looked, they too would be able to see everything.Fuck,.