She nodded. She felt the plastic penis re-inserted into her now-sore cunt. Or was it an even bigger one, she wasn’t sure. It began to thrust into he... viciously, trying to make her cry out as she was rammed towards that delayed orgasm. Her breasts were suckled and kneaded in rhythm with the plastic shaft. All the time, he tickled her chin, throat and cheeks with his flick-whip, warning her not to make a sound. The orgasm exploded out of her, and she felt as if she had been ripped in half.. Carry on. It was your treat. I should stop asking to share it. It wasn't my treat. I should stop being nosey and get on top of the jealousy." I don't know where that came from but it kind of slipped out. Was it the right thing to say? Did I mean it?Ellen looked at me, I grinned. She took a spoon of porridge then she surprised me. She shook some salt onto her porridge. I raised an eyebrow.“I read somewhere salt brings out the proper flavour... or maybe I’m feeling humble. It isn’t none of your. Wow mazaa aa gayaa tha woh bhi suck to ker rahi thi lekin theek tarah se nahin ker rahi thi aur uskey daant chubh rahey the.Main ney usko boola to kehney lagi keh phir kaisey karon to main ney usko sahee tareeqa bataaya to phir woh theek tarah sey karney lagi aur mera mazaa dobaala ho gayaa . phir usney kahaa keh tum licking karo tu main ney kahaa keh main yeh kaam nahin karta to kehney lagi keh ok phir main ney usko litaaya aur uski tangon ko side main ker key apna land uski choot per masalney. She went further though and spanked the backs of Sarah's legs knowing that when she put her dress back on anyone walking behind them would see that Sarah had been spanked.Sarah realised the same as the spanks on the backs of her legs made her squirm and kick even more than usual. She knew there would be lots of whispers as she walked around the hotel but didn't blame Breda one bit. This was all her own fault for making the mistake and it was right that she was humiliated so publicly as it would.