1. 51 Penny and rick pt 2,


    Date: 8/19/2015, Categories: BDSM, Fetish, Hardcore, Author: alibodge, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster

    her income and her joy. He acknowledged her statement with a grunt, his mind a jumble of mixed emotions. She immediately intuitively knew his very thoughts, as together they moved to the tiny living room. Knowing in her heart exactly the situation she asked what was wrong, while she had intuitively understood she wanted him to tell her himself. Haltingly he said it would be a real tussle for him, he had always wanted to know exactly what went on in the outhouse, at “a game” she knew that of course that he wanted to know what had made her scream; perhaps to find out for himself what it was all about, but now he was saying “he was not so sure!” She realised now that he loved her not as a mother but more as a partner, he now felt protective towards her. He was now aware as well of her deep need to receive the regular scourging of her very soul, the pain, and the welts all over her body that he both despised and desired in equal measure but god help him; he did so much want to watch. Those few strokes of the whip a week ago had taught him he was of the need to dominate, he was now enamoured of striking flesh, of the power and in his heart she knew he would not really rest until he had enjoyed the scenario for himself. She kissed him, gently explaining again about the money, how important it was but that it was not the real reason, had he not understood it was what she needed, it was her d**g her desire, her need, her essential to her very life. He said he was worried, not that ...
    she would be hurt, that was inevitable, but that he would not be able to stand to watch, to break down and well, that he would intervene. Penny thoughtfully said that “it would be up to him, no need to make a decision yet the ‘adventure’ was not for another week.” It had always been on Sundays or weekdays as he was at school on the next day and she could rest and recover without him seeing much of her pain. She went on that “Tonight I have promised you a treat, so off you go and shower”, he wandered away his mind still disturbed and he knew it would get worse before that ‘adventure.’ However now was now and he was to receive a treat. The shower over he returned to the living room in a dressing-gown, where his mother took his hand and silently lead him to her bedroom, again she softly kissed him then allowed him to remove her working clothing, he needed no telling, the old dress, blue check and well past its best, slid from her shoulder`s the slip patched and somewhat tatty followed it to the floor, revealing her unfettered breasts, and a pair of old white cotton knickers, which slid from her body like oiled silk. She stood before him naked, her skin better now than the last time he had gazed at it, the weekday trysts having been clothed he had not seen the welts and bruises retreat. He took his time, his gaze slithering over every crevice, every crease, every scar and every slight blemish, his mind like a camera committing this vision to his brain forever. She gently revolved ...
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