She pulls me farther into her, and I know she’s about to come. I increase the pressure on her clit, increasing the speed of my tongue some more. “...h, God. Yesss. Ohhh, yess… right there….Uhhhhh …….Ohhh, mmmmm…” she screams out, her legs wrapped tightly around my head. “Ohh….I’m coming …… please….Ohhh.” She stops thrashing, locking her body into position. She grabs my hair, and forces her pussy forward. My tongue plunges deep into her as her juices flood my face, tongue, nose – everything.She. "Cissiee sat frozen in place; she looked as frightened as she really was. "Hey, nigger bitch, time fer ya ta git down, too." Cissiee rose and started to climb to the ground.For a moment, all eyes were on Cissiee, and Abigail took the opportunity to pull the pistol from under her shirt. The men jumped their attention back to Abigail when they heard the hammer cocked on her hide-out Navy Colt. "You gentlemen may wonder who I am, I'm the woman known as Cock Cutter!"One of the men yelled, "SHIT!". ‘Take down your panties, Veronika! Lean against the back of the chair with your bottom facing towards the window! Your punishment will be a public one. I want everyone to see and know what a bad girl you are! Count them out loud, understood?’ I do as I am ordered. My heart is beating like crazy. I stick out my bottom as if begging for this punishment. First I hear a swishing sound. Then I hear a smack. A split second passes. All of a sudden I hear myself scream. Unbelievable pain runs up my. Within a couple of minutes and simultaneously- I think her orgasm set me off, but it might have been the other way around- we came noisily and, in my case, very messily. She turned to face me, ‘Thank you, Roger, that was so nice. I am glad we met.’ ‘Me too’ We could have fallen asleep then, but a desire to communicate over took the alcohol induced tiredness we both felt. The next two hours were spent on the conversation that might normally have preceded any sexual intimacy: how we each knew.