I was finally getting use to it and loving it but now I wanted a real cock. I was always dressing in garter belt nylons heels sheer panties and an ope...n cup bra and a nice baby doll and soon I started to polish my toes red because I just loved red toes on women and thought it might look good on me. I was right it did look great and when I was dressed, I loved the look but now I had to go buy some high heel sandals so my toes would show up so I did slowly. I was really getting into the fucking of. We continue to kiss while he pushes them back and forth inside me. Jesus Christ, I am letting my son finger fuck me while my husband is sleeping right next to us! I must be out of my mind! All of a sudden, Tommy gets on the bed between my legs and positions his cock to enter my pussy. Before I can react, he has pushed it inside me three or four inches. I say "God Damn you Tommy, you can't fuck me on the bed while your father is sleeping! I will fuck you in the morning after he goes to work, but. "Umm, I want... I need..." she huffed, but was unable to form the proper word to communicate her desires to the others.But hovering around her they knew, full well what Lynn wanted and expected from them. She was totally in their hands for them to do as they wished. The only clear thought running through Lynn's mind was that she was going to enjoy an explosive orgasm before long.Tucker moved slightly behind Lynn and leaning over her shoulder kissed her hard on the mouth. She shivered once again. The next six strokes were given quickly, hardly five seconds between each one. Stroke after stroke saw raw ridged lines newly created on Jenny’s bottom, mixing in with the still stinging lines drawn so eloquently earlier that day. Each stroke drew a loud gasp yelp or scream from the 42-year-old. Sometimes a leg was raised in response to the fierce stroke, or her head was thrown up as the pain filled shriek left her open mouth. Still the caning continued, ever more intense, Mrs Denver.