"AAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHH"........"OOOHHHHHHHH!!!"I would cry out each time the whip came down to land on it's intended target. By now I had taken nearly ...wo dozen lashes from his whip and my ass was on fire. I must confess that the burning sensation coupled with the stinging pain was strangely arousing though were to cease at this point I surely wouldn't mind. I knew that once my session withthe whip were concluded I might be rewarded with his cock buried deep in my "pussy" or perhaps he might. Barbara seemed a decent woman and she hoped that she would replace the mother that Ricky had lost two years earlier.She liked Ricky; he acted and even looked older than his fourteen years. She would have loved to have a boy just like him, but after five years of marriage with Peter they still had no children yet.Worst still she knew that her chances of ever becoming pregnant were very slim indeed. Just the previous year they both had gone to see a doctor about this problem, she had been. The response was highly successful but constrained due to self-limiting factors. He saw no reason to walk away from the thesis and urged me to complete what I had sent him along with the rest of my underlying supporting interviews and documents. I did that, but before I sent it off, I submitted it to a selected group of highly educated and professional individuals within the group. They asked for a few inconsequential (to the thesis) changes that tightened their anonymity, to which I readily. I could’ve stayed like this all night. But alas, time was of an essence. I took him deeper, as deep as my throat would allow and made sure my tongue did the work, paying attention to the tip. His hips were starting to buck and I knew it wouldn’t be long but I wanted to draw it out for a bit longer. I took his cock out of my mouth and licked from base to tip as slow as my own brain could take. My clit was on fire, desperate for attention and all I wanted to do was stick my hand up my dress. But.