We kissed for some time before I broke away.“We are only half way through, my dear. For the second half I want you to use this,” and I handed her ...he lash and took back the paddle. “I think the slut’s bottom has had enough for the time being. Use it on her back and the backs of her thighs. And remember to make her count. Now, get to it before I decide you need punishing as well.”She immediately stepped away and turned her attention back to her mother. She swished the lash through the air a. And that is, of course, an amusingly thread of this live conversation. I ask about her posting and her live in friend that moved on, I ask about the relationship she has with her husband and all the photos she has taken and posted. She asks me about my wife and my life, and before we know it we find ourselves off the edge of the patio, the night air caressed by the scent of jasmine and the crepe myrtles in bloom. There is a bench there, a park bench of sorts, with no back. I sit there, her. Looking over at Stan's actions on Jay's rod, Tom stated, "Hey, thatlooks like the thing to do! Look at the size of this fucker guys! Don'tknow if I can take all of it or not, so give me oxygen if I pass out on it,but I'm gonna try!" And with that stated, Tom too was down on his kneesand was now pushing his mouth onto Darrell's cock stick! It took a coupleof deep breaths to finally get the entire length down into the back of histhroat, but with his excitement and his anxiety of having a hold. The bites weren't the only things that adorned her precious flesh. Lauren stared at her wrists which sported deep purple rings. She recalled the handcuffs and distinctly remembered pulling against them as her mistress pleasured her with an icy glass dildo. The cold metal stung her skin, and while she didn't quite understand why, the cuffs turned her on immensely. Her hand caressed her wrists and she winced at the discomfort that the light touches elicited. Dark eyes continued their perusal of.