"Hello," way too cheerily, "well let's get started shall we?"She began whipping my bare ass. She started with the six second pacesetting required as m...nimum. At that rate I would earn nothing towardscage-freedom. The switch would come down on my ass and break the sensorbeam. She would swing it back and it would then break the pain intensitybeam sixty-nine inches behind the ass sensor. The farther back thatsensor is set then the more distance to gather momentum. If the switchwere not brought. See, I’m a nerd as well. While I don’t game as much as he does, I’m a huge sci-fi, as well as fantasy fan.This making love to my husband story takes place when one day he decided to teach me how to play Skyrim, one of his RP games that he thought I’d like. So, we sat down in front of our PlayStation, and he set the game up for me. I won’t go into the specifics of my character, but we then commenced playing. It’s quite an interesting game.But about an hour into playing, I could sense him. Elizabeth was still slightly ahead of her twin (Thomas wasn't prone to running fast) and when he entered the cave behind her she was already on her knees. Thomas could see that she was tentatively dipping her fingers into a pool of red viscous liquid on the floor."What is it? Why are you screaming?" he asked."He's shot Ben. He's killed him," muttered a clearly distraught Elizabeth.Thomas realised that the liquid on the floor was blood, Ben's blood by the sounds of things."Who shot him?. When we got to an entrance in a neighborhood that had a public park I lead them near some bushes that were close to the side walk. They both looked at me like “what wrong way”. I slowly started pulling my leggings down and they got the hint. My boy friend came over first and ripped my leggings off and threw them on the side walk and than started fingering me while his friend took off my top and sports bra and kissing my neck. I could feel them both getting really hard rubbing.