We got back to his place and he took me straight up to his bedroom.“I hope you like it kinky bitch?”“Yes, ok if that’s what you want,” I rep...ied not wishing to sound rude.He soon pulled me over his knee taking off his belt and holding me down firm. He began an onslaught of cracks across my now bare ass as he had just ripped my panties clean off. The first few strikes made me wince before I felt like he was using a feather on me. Once he had finished he pushed me onto the floor realising this. Her huge, beautiful dark eyes are in piercing, mischievous contact with mine. Half of my rapidly re-hardening cock is inside her full, soft lips. She is sucking it clean of the remnants of cum from our recent fuck, as her soft right hand fondles my balls. The sweet aroma of sex floods the bedroom…. Blissful memories indeed. The beginning:I first set my eyes upon Maryam in the warm late spring of 1999. I had just been enrolled onto a computer skills course at a technical college in Southampton,. “I still want to suck it,” she whispered back.“We’ll see,” he answered. “The opportunity may arise.”“You’ve already arisen, darling.”Paul pretended to glance down, and said, “Why so I have! Want to grope me?”Carol burst out laughed and brought immediate attention to them.Don Roscony was the first to move into their area. “Care to share the joke? It seems the group could stand a good laugh.”“Sorry Don, it is Don isn’t it?” Paul said before continuing. “Yes, I’m sure it’s Don. Well, I’d love to. Kneeling there saying these words I genuinely was grateful to be serving Goddess and Her Man.Goddess quickly dismissed me, "go do that washing up loser, and make a good job of it" Standing there at the sink Goddess came behind me and laughing slapped my arse "its going red loser, I better do the other side to balance it out. Maybe Sir might want to slap you too"Goddess and Sir went to relax leaving me to my work, When you finish that you can come and kneel at my feet to say your Sunday Prayers!.