"Yes, yes, darling, I will! But you don't want her, you know you don't, you want me!" Yvette wailed, then slid her mouth right down his cock, taking it all in until her throat bulged.

"Get your fuckin' mouth off my cock until I tell you to put it there!" Flint growled, sliding his hand into Yvette's blonde hair.

She sobbed, shaking her head, cramming more of his cock into her mouth.

"Take it out now or I'll show your mother how I turn bad girls into good girls," Flint said softly, sinking his cock deep in Yvette's sucking throat.

Yvette gave a muffled scream, but her hot mouth stayed on his cock, her pussy raking up and down his thigh.

"Okay, whore, you asked for it!"

As the terrible depravity unfolded in front of her, Lola wept. As she watched Yvette's lovely young tits bulging in the top of the little slip while her mouth slid around on Flint's cock, Lola knew she should have brought the girl up with more discipline. She should have known men would be after those swelling tits, that tight waist and sensuous ass.

But the depravity of the scene that Lola had witnessed so far was nothing to what happened next.

Flint gripped Yvette's soft blonde hair and shoved her mouth off his cock, throwing her back across the carpet.

The little blonde screamed, crawling over to the whip and picking it up in her trembling fingers.

"Oood girl," Flint said softly as Yvette crawled back to him, carrying the whip and whimpering in submission.

Lola watched in growing horror as her daughter crawled up Flint's legs, kissing at his flesh as she moved.

Gazing up at Flint in adoration, Yvette licked the whip handle, kissing it before she held it up for him and worked her soft lips back over his cockhead.

Flint took the whip. Yvette held his massive cock and ran her mouth over it, sucking his prickhead, kissing and licking up and down his cockshaft.