Frank swung the whip over his head once and cracked it against her ribs.Tanya cried out, and swayed wildly, but she didn’t lose her grip on the over...ead bars. Looking closer, Frank realized that she’d put her hands through the rope grips so that her wrists were securely held. She couldn’t fall if she wanted to, now.Grinning, Frank swung the whip again, skinning a three-inch welt across her rump. Tanya shrieked again. She twisted around, trying to present another part of her body to him – her. Or arguably even worse, just to spite Mick. Some of his personal rivals who would like nothing more than to claim her and use that information to mock him. She was just an item. A means for their own ends to them.She shook her head and smiled. Now wasn't the time to be thinking about that. These were her last moments with Mick. She wrapped her arms around him and took in his scent one last time. He smelled richly of old spice. A smell she would forever be fond of. They had been together since. I took his flacid penis in my hand and raised it to the vertical, pushing the skin back to expose the head. Feeling the blood flow into the cock I pulled the foreskin up and tightening my grip on the hardening cock I started to slowly pump up and down my left hand gripping his thigh.I was starting to get him seriously arroused and his breath quickened and his hand slipped up under my skirt and grasped my ass.I sped up my pumping and tightened my grip further as his fingers felt their way under. That night was a night for me to remember and cherish. It started with Ruthie confessing that she was not a virgin, losing her cherry in high school. She had been engaged at one time, her fiancé almost leaving her at the altar, by abandoning her just one week before the wedding.She declared she had always been a one-man woman and could not stand the thought of having multiple partners or wife swapping, as Nan had done. "Really Ralph, my fetish doesn't involve other people to any great extent..