I pulled my dick out of her wet cunt. I laid on my back and she straddled me, kissing me as I helped her sit on my cock.Shreya began to groan and moan...as she willfully smashed her ass cheeks against my thighs, trying to take in as much of me as possible. Shreya’s moans began to turn into screams so I pulled out and put her back in the sacred doggy pose. Her body was drenched, and so was mine.She grabbed a pillow and bit into it as I fucked her again from behind. She grunted and groaned. She. He was wearing an expensive three-piece suit that complemented his salt and pepper hair that was neatly styled. He turned to Ben and said, “Good evening.” “Evening.” “First time here?” “Yeah. Bartender!” The bartender gestured to him that he would be with him shortly. “I’m Gordon.” “Ben,” he replied, shaking Gordon’s hand and wondering why this guy was even talking to him. “Is she your girlfriend?” Gordon asked, pointing at Lacy. “No, just a friend.” “So, she knows your gay?” Ben’s eyes grew. Kath in jeans was a gift from heaven. She looked better in jeans, especially around the ass, than her granddaughter did. And the light sweater she wore today showed the way her breasts simply exploded from her rib cage.She suddenly put down her ice cream and took off her thigh length leather jacket."Is that better?" she asked me."Huh?" I asked confused."I was worried about your neck," she laughed.I rubbed my neck trying to see what she was talking about."You were so busy trying to look at my. I look up at you as you brush my hair back, taking the whip and very slowly sliding it down my cheek. I whimper as you slide it down my neck and over my nipple. You take the whip and very carefully flick it at my nipples, making me arch and moan again. Over and over you hit my nipple with it, making it extend and harden. Moving to the other breast you lash it with the whip, making red stripes spring up on the tender skin. I pull at the cuffs and scarves, unable to cover my sore sensitive.