The day was bright and warm, despite the overnight Autumn chill. The recent run of warm sunny days made any thoughts of winter remote. The light breez... barely ruffled the tree limbs and the air was full of the sounds of Rainbow Lorikeets playfully squabbling over the native flowering trees. The tall Liquid Amber in Michelle’s front yard was in its full autumn display, its branches slowly losing its red leaves, creating a carpet of red across the lawn. “Come in if you’re good looking,”. ”“I don’t know. Doesn’t sound that fun to me.”“What else do you have to do? Come on, it will be fun. Tell you what, you can make a long whip and use it on me, just like a real horse trainer. You know the kind they use. Like a real long stick with a little whip on the end. It isn’t meant to hurt, just get the horse to do things.”“Okay, but I have to modify the bridle. I didn’t put anything on it to attach a lead. I also need to find something to use as a lead and also make the whip. Here, let’s. "I can't let you get too loose," she whispered. "Or else I won't have much fun doing this." She pressed something cold, hard and wet to his asshole, biting his ear again.He tried to squirm away but she held him down with her weight on his back. "Shh, baby, just relax. I want to fuck your tight, manly ass with my strap-on!"He had never been into ass-play before, but the way she said those words made his still-hard cock jump, and he took a deep breath."Just ... babe, just, you know." He didn't. And then it was done, the ecstasy subsiding into a few small aftershocks. Helen felt her body relaxing, and tugged gently at the head between her legs, wanting to kiss the mouth that had just given her so much pleasure. But as she did so she felt the tongue once more slide over her clit, causing the now massively sensitive organ to send a jolt of intense sensation through her, and agonising mixture of pleasure and pain which made cry out and lifted her buttocks clean off the lounger. “Oh no.