A man was swinging a wide leather strap between her legs, trying to hit her pussy with every blow. Even though he didn't hit the girl's pussy square e...ery time, he did catch enough of her thighs and pussy with each blow to cause the girl to scream. Of course, she was weeping and wailing between blows. The strap the man was using as a lash left a welt at every blow, but they were not deep enough to cause permanent scarring.Two other men, spectators for the moment, were watching the torture and. I grinned, wiggling back and sliding my pussy down his cock. I loved the incestuous union of our body. He grunted into our kiss, his strong hands grabbing my ass.“Sister dear,” he groaned as I rose on him, impaling my pussy down his cock. His eyes stared at my round breasts, making me so aware of the amulet hanging between them.I shivered, tracing the flowering vine tattooed about my left breast as I squirmed on his dick. He licked his lips, staring up at me with those blue, hungry eyes. I. Take a deep breath pet, your world is changing," he said cryptically.Lilli drained her glass, the hot feeling in her stomach fighting the butterflies of excitement. She knew nothing about Nicole, this card, who she was going to. But she knew that she wanted this, the feeling that she had experienced when Nicole held her tight, using her mouth to push her tongue in rather than to kiss her properly had thrilled her, her thighs wet with wanting to fall to her knees and do what she was told. Lilli. " We go this slow and there will be no need."Of course slow was relative. The pace he'd set had been quite brisk."Other girl, she is Roma?" Yeah. Good things come in all sorts of packages. Do you get involved in Roma politics?"He shook his head. "I do -- I die. That simple." Well, just be gentle with Marcie and be glad that you'll probably not be involved -- but she's a spy for the king."Mr. Waterman looked at Kennedy. "My home, we drown spies." Well, she doesn't want to be a spy. It's that or.