My dickhurt from the constant hard-on. And my neck hurt from being twisted to theside the whole time. My hair was a mess too - all sweaty and matted, ...nd Icould swear I could sometimes smell Diane's pussy odor in my hair from timeto time during the day.In Washington, we all saw a bunch of boring museums and stuff. Theytreated us to lunch at this Steak and Ale place. We saw more boringmuseums. And then it was time to head back.Again, I was one of the first to get back on the bus. I didn't. That day Serena chose a different course, shorter but more uphill respect to the day before. Of course she demanded a good pace even in the steepest parts, using the whip with no mercy. This time josh enjoyed the ride and didn?t even try to contain his girlfriend?s sadism. The two had a delicious brunch at a restaurant, with Andy under the table as their carpet and boots licker. Some hours later, on their way back, they found the route interrupted at a crossroad by a jam: Serena roughly pulled. He couldn’t watch, he couldn’t bear to see the woman he loved all over another man. Yes, Logan loved her, had been in love with her since the first time he saw her. She had walked into the drawing class with a little white dress on, her soft brown hair shorn into a short, pixie-like cut, rosy cheeks and big blue eyes. Though she didn’t seem to notice him at all, she had sat right next to him. They hadn’t spoken until a couple days later. Logan forced himself to stop thinking about her. She. Then she began telling me how to lick her clit andwhat she wanted me to do and before long she gripped my head in her hipsand let out a moan and came violently." Did that just happen one time?" Helen asked while her hand had slippedunder her robe and she was touching her breast."No, whenever I came home from school my mother would ask me if I wouldlike to lick her dirty pussy and make me guess which of my father's twobrothers had been with her that day just by the taste of their cum," Ireplied,.