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Fucktwat, you can start. Don’t stop until I tell you.” She knew from receiving similar beatings herself, frequently from Ben, the proper way to whip a whore’s tits. The first crack landed just as Ben shoved his cock into Slutkitten’s puckered hole. Kitten nearly shrieked from the pain but caught herself at the last minute, muffling it through closed lips. Ben reached forward and grabbed a handful of her long hair, snapping her head up. The movement made her tits bulge and redden even more under her lover’s lashes. Fucktwat felt confused, but did as she was told. She did love Kitten, and wanted to please and protect her. But a man had given her very clear instructions, and what else was she for but pleasuring men? Besides, a slut was crying and in pain and a man was being satisfied. She knew that was correct. She let her mind (such as it was) wander as Ben continued his anal assault on Kitten, viciously pounding her unlubricated sphincter. It was so dry, except for a little blood, he considered having the bitch suck his cock clean and rape her pussy instead; but he had to make a point. Instead, he reached around her slender hips and pinched her clit, twisting it. Several passengers had gathered to watch Kitten take her abuse and Fucktwat felt a man come up behind her and slide his cock into her dripping fucktunnel. She tried to concentrate on her assignment while the stranger behind her plowed her snatch. It actually made her job easier, as she could match the fucking rhythm with the lashes. Ben reached up and gripped Kitten’s throat, nearly choking her as he came. The man inside Fucktwat shot his load into her not long after, and Ben signaled she could stop flogging Kitten’s now badly bruised tits. Ben stayed inside Kitten for a moment, his hand still around her throat. Fucktwat felt herself being pushed down as the man behind her came around his get his cock cleaned in her mouth, as well as to piss down her throat. She tongued his dick greedily, wanting to get it over with so she could tend to her slut. Finally the man patted Fucktwat on the head and walked away. Ben withdrew from the abused Kitten and merely pushed her aside, leaving her to fall into Fucktwat’s arms. Kitten had tears in her eyes and a bloody lip from biting to keep from screaming. Ben’s cum leaked out of her tortured indian asshole and onto the aisle carpet. But she looked at her owner with love, and Fucktwat gently lapped at her swollen tits as a means of comforting her lover. “Where do you want him?” Michelle heard her father growl, his hands on her mother's head as he slowly pistoned his hips into her mother’s mouth. She looked at Trish again. I stroked her for a couple of minutes then withdrew to focus on her clit which was stiff and extended from its cozy home. Her hair was elaborately pulled up, with a long needle keeping it all together. My first class was math taught by Mrs. Rojas. This helped to light indian up her feelings, too. The bed appeared to be bare except for two pillows in the corner, and its thick wooden beams supported a beautiful gossamer canopy that hung gracefully in the air and trailed down the supports. My daughter is legal age now and still gets loads of attention from her mum. “I don’t want to hurt your ego, Honey, but you will never be better at eating my pussy like Logan.” We lay together for a long while and then I began to slowly move rhythmically again inside her. I felt like trash.” “So we're going to do something about it,” Clint said, a smile growing. She grabs it with and slowly starts stroking it while looking into my eyes. I answered “Oh… okay” and then sat up and stripped my shirt off. That's all I want." That comment was uncalled for.” I admitted. Then there it was... like magic. I replied as we finished the last of our meals. She turned the paper around and pushed it towards John and Diane. A woman walks in. She is beautiful. “Not a problem Tina, your wish is our command.