Twenty to my back. Eighty more to go. I feel like I will die here. I cannot survive eighty more."Please whip my thighs"Ten to the backs of my thighs, ...ive to each thigh. The whip curls around the thigh and the tip snaps against the tender skin of the inside of the thigh. The pain is unbearable.He moves to front and to my right."Please whip my thighs"Ten more strokes to the front of my thighs. Again, the worst is the tip of the bullwhip snapping at the inside of my thighs. I manage to take these. Our family life was good but our sex life took a downhill turn. The level of intensity was a lot lower. I guess it's probably that way with most married couples, but why? I mentioned it to Roger but he said we've been married quite a few years, there isn't a lot of new experiences for us to try. Don't get me wrong, Roger is a good lover, he always waits for me to reach orgasms. He was also very gifted in the oral sex department, I guess I just wanted more.Life just went on day by day like most. Saskia was cold towards him still, only offering her companionship to protect him from the gang he was hiding from. Her flat was becoming more and more his domain as the week passed by and Saskia did not mind either. She had someone around to break the loneliness, the solitude of hiding away from danger. Harry was very conscious of the danger he too was bringing to Saskia just by being there. For Helen, life continued as normal. She attended her lectures as if nothing happened between her and. Can you not hear me and him moaning vwry loud outside these doors, gram damn." You "Oh my Im sorry very very sorry us ladies were just going to go out to the spa and get our hair and nails done and leave John alone so him and his producer Clinton Sparks could set up his new Studio. So he could start to get to working on his debut album for the big label. So how bout it darlin' you want to go and get your glam on today, babycakes?" Krystal "Well, let me get myself together, but yes I do need.