When the third wave hit, she grabbed his hands and they intertwined fingers. She squeezed so hard she thought his fingers would come off, but he didn�...�t flinch. After a fourth and fifth wave of pleasure assaulted her, she couldn’t take it anymore and rolled over on her side. She was out of breath and covered in sweat. He looked up puzzled. ‘You okay, baby?’ he asked trenderly. ‘Yeah,’ was all she could muster. She was breathing and sweating like she had just run with the bulls of Pamplona. She. They stood on the back lawn of their sprawling mansion on the bank of one of the biggest harbors in the world. He looked over at his wife as sunlight glanced over her bare arms and highlighted her dark brown hair. “You had a good run. We’ll be okay,” her eyes seemed to tell him. Nodding, he pecked her on the lips. Released her hand. His body felt wooden as he turned away. Faced the crowd of murmuring men and women, all in pressed outfits and perfectly manicured bodies. They stepped to either. The pain was unbearable for me. I knew it could’t stop in the middle. I can feel the rise of heat from by hips. The bed sheet has gone wet by my tears. After giving 50 strokes by cane, she stopped. She is caressing my buttock. She left me in tear for 5 minutes.She asked me to get ready for whipping. I know whipping hurts much more than caning.She took out the black whip. She ordered me to lie on the bed pushing my hips up upward and pillows under my hips. She moves left side of bed and brought. Marci looked on in disbelief as I moved over to Ed and kissed him hard with my soft lips. Marci could also see that we were tongue kissing, and she was starting to look a little aroused. Marci lost the next hand and she removed her bra, revealing her very nice D-cup breasts. Next Mitchell lost, and I dared him to kiss Marci. She was really nervous when Mitchell stood up with his big cock swinging between his legs, and then knelt down next to Marci and took her into his arms. Mitchell gave her a.