The wicked crack of the strap and the pain it brought filled Brenda's mind. Her world shrunk down to nothing more than her ass, so high and vulnerable...up in the air, and the tender, tender skin. After six, Karen laid the strap on Brenda’s back, giving her a little break. Her small hands rubbed across Brenda’s already hot ass. A finger teased her pussy, then her asshole. “I should save a few for your pussy, like you do me.” She was so close, after ten days of not coming, and the strap hitting. Same thing with sex, I guess." Hmmm, that sounds unusual but actually makes sense. Here's to your brilliant and slightly different mind. And to my amazing orgasm..."Tom looked up at Roxanne. She was smiling. He gazed at her breasts. The round globes were slightly flattened, and the nipples were stiff. They were still so perfect that Tom felt his cock throb. He had not cum yet and all this activity had made him as hard as a rock. "Ordinarily, I would take that cock in my mouth and tease. Your hips rocket into the air as you pump your load down my throat and I take all of it in a couple of swallows. That is just a fantasy now. The flavor of your come is too harsh, to bitter for my palate. You know what happens. I grab your cock around the base and I keep sucking you in that fast pattern. I twist just enough with my hand while going up and down with my mouth on your cock that it makes you spurt. I wait until the last moment, when I know you are going to come. Then my moth lifts. As I stood next to him, I felt him squeeze my bum. I thought nothing of it and then he did it again. I turned around to make sure nobody had seen and looked straight into the eyes of Jayne, Mark’s wife. She was across the other side of the room and I’m sure she’d seen what Mark had done. I blushed, bright red.A couple of minutes later there was a tap on my shoulder. It was Jayne. I tried to smile, look relaxed and act nonchalantly. She didn’t say a word – just beckoned me to follow her. We went.