At ten strokes, Brian stepped back and motioned to Riff to continue. His whip strokes were not as hard or as accurate as Brian’s—the lash landed ...ometimes on the sides of her breasts or her belly below—but most were on target until Beth’s crying had subsided to weeping and her nipples were red and swollen.Then the two men retreated behind the slumped figure of Beth whose tear-stained face suddenly whipped around to see what they were doing. Too late. First Brian’s whip landed on her ass, and. Gramps told us he would pay for our honeymoon at any place we wanted to go for a week. We went down to Biloxi and spent the week at Sundowners Motel on the beach.The weather was cool, but that didn’t bother us. Carol Martin went with us, after we convinced her we didn’t want to be without her for even a week.They both came back pregnant and I’ll never know how they lasted this long, as many times as we fucked with no protection.Carol called her two friends who taught in Cranston and they came. Each stroke of her manicured fingers caused muscle contraction in his cock which rippled into his anus causing the plug to buck and move inside heightening the pleasure of the hand job. With this ultra-stimulation it took only a minute or so before he could no longer contain himself and he came with incredible force. The plug in his arse trembled and shook as body stiffened and a stream of cum erupted from him spraying onto his wife's naked breast, falling in his lap and onto the giant toy. I worked the pantyhose up my legs, being careful not to stretch them toofast or far so I would avoid creating a run. I preferred sheer to thewaist styles, even though I gave up short skirts as I got older. I stilllike seeing the curve of my lower butt through the sheer nylon. With myhose in place, I reluctantly picked up my new girdle. When I was younger,I would have never imagined having to wear one. This was something thatolder or heavy-set women needed. But I felt I had no choice now, as I.