After she and I became more relaxed about talking about her sex life I began to try and talk her into doing something and telling me about it afterwar...s. I found a guy on Facebook that lived only about f******n miles from her, he is single and not bad looking. She started texting with him and she told him right up front that she was married and looking for sex only and not a relationship. He was very concerned about her being married. She told him to just be cool and as long as he was they. How long that condition would last was anybody's guess, but she couldn't just leave him there to die. She was also vaguely aware that with her luck, she'd attempt to nurse him back to health and the poor bastard would croak as a result of her touch. Shit. Talk about being between a rock and a hard place. The poor son-of-a-bitch was doomed no matter what she did, or so she told herself.It took Mary Ellen almost an hour to drag the body from the beach into the house and get him onto the only. I catch my breath. I see him on my right side now. I shudder. It will be my front now. He draws his arm back and strikes, before I can close my eyes. I scream. My right breast is on fire. The crop hit the top of my mound. I cannot help it and look down, to see the angry red stripe, crossing the front of my breast. He pauses, to let it sink. I know the drill; nine more on my right breast; the last three on the sensitive areola and the last one smack on the nipple. Again the crop falls, and again. I could tell she was going to cum good so I kept at it. All of the sudden Veronica’s mouth dropped open as she moaned loudly and came. Wave after wave of her juices smacked against my face and soaked the couch. While she laid back on the couch enjoying her orgasm I stood up and stripped naked leaving my cock standing at attention towards her. Veronica stared at my cock with a look of hunger and then she leaned forward and took all of me in her mouth.She viciously ravaged my cock with her.