I can see that she knows this is her next test.That's fuck when Dad and I put 2 and 2 together, and realized that the sperm cells swimming around in his pre-cum had to have gotten me pregnant.I moaned, unable to control myself.When my eyes focused upward, Shane was capturing every moment on video with the hand held camera.Atop a large, Oriental-style rooftop a human shape was anal crouched, grandfather yet concealed by the coming darkness of the evening.Don't touch my door asshole!He expected her to drop the fabric, but instead she curled her fingers under the hem and rolled it up to her neck.Her ass applauded behind her, jiggling deliciously, wafting the pungent scent of our ferocious joining into the air.On that note, keep an eye on the guys.I gaped as he pulled me farther up his body.Fuck me harder ...mmmm!!!Usually when guys come, it’s all over. Pull yourself open she said and as Carissa reached back to spread her burning cheeks apart she drew it out with a slow, steady motion that made her groan deep in her throat. And keep still for as long as you can . Gazing up at her over her shoulder she saw the cane rising again and her cunt twitched with delicious dread.Vasiliki looked over from where she sat cross-legged above the crying and sighing body of the English girl and smiled. Her exquisite knife-play was etched all over the lithe body before her - patterns of arabesques and curlicues standing vividly red against alabaster skin. She touched the edge of her blade to the woman’s white throat and she slowly returned from her ecstatic trance like a diver emerging from the depths, her blank eyes focussed on Vasiliki’s again and then followed her gaze to the tableau unfolding beside them.Susan tapped the end of the cane lightly against Carissa’s anus once, twice, then flicked it gently back and forth over her open cunt. Raising the switch again she brought it down smartly onto the pink, bud. Carissa screamed, and her arsehole winked, but she held her position and kept pulling at her bleeding buttocks, opening herself to the bitter kisses of the supple wicker. There was no rhythm to the beating now; her cunt might be caressed for long seconds between blows or the cane might fall several times in rapid succession. Carissa howled and wept and moaned, trembling from head to toe and fighting for breath. Susan only paused to haul her dress over her head and fling it across the room before continuing fuck her punishment of the burning ring so abjectly surrendered to her. She was satisfied only when Carissa’s eyes rolled back into her head and her shrieks were silenced as she fell forward, swooning, onto her face. Roll over now Vasiliki told the redhead in an urgent, thrilling voice and she lay down alongside her to begin decorating the flawless milky-whiteness of her back, buttocks and thighs with more stinging, bloody tracery. Her crisis was imminent and her fingers still busy between her legs, tremors making her tight arse quiver and her long lashes flutter at every anal fresh wound carved into her yielding flesh. If I just cut a little deeper, Vasiliki whispered, dragging the gleaming steel over her shoulder-blade I could flay you alive and watch you bleed to death while you frig your grandfather wet cunt . Please the English girl begged. Do it deeper!