Her body immediately responded, her breathing faster, louder, her arousal intense.He wanted her. But he was going to wait. With careful precision, he ...urned the flogger so the thick end was poised to enter her pussy. He gently teased her opening , watching her body clench.She began to whimper, realization dawning on her.He spoke to her, his voice hoarse with need. "How badly do you need to be filled, kitten?" Please Sir," she whispered.He grinned. If she could have seen it she might have been. He pushed down my trousers, his fingers danced around my wet pussy. I let out several more moans and reached down to his cock, opening his jeans I took it again in my hand.I was loving his touch and he seemed to be enjoying it too.He asked if I would lay down; I agreed and he pulled off my trousers and pants and lay me down on the toilet floor. He knelt beside me, I could still stroke his cock from this angle and as I did he slipped his fingers deep in my pussy. He was able to touch me far more. ," David hedged, considering the idea before making a quick decision."He's got a good point," Greg said, weighing in from the kitchen. "They say that for every police shooting, trained policemen fire a full seventeen shots for everyone hit they make. Having a bunch of untrained whippersnappers with guns is just plain dangerous." Alight, you've convinced me," David relented. "Practice on a shooting range is no substitute for practical experience in the real world. There are plenty of people. Lunch was just a setting. Let's take a walk on the meadow by the river. The weather is so beautiful." Ella looked delighted and we walked for five minutes which brought us beyond the main centre and a path led us into the vast meadow of long grass flushed with poppies in full bloom. A herd of sheep in the distance grazed on the lush greenery. The sun beat down but gentle gusts of fresh country air kept us cool."I love this meadow," said Ella.Impulsively I took hold of her hand and melted inside.