I said so as I continued to push and pull her here and there and she never missed a step. It looked to others that we had prepared it! It was fun and ... realized how strong that amazingly perfect ass was.I wanted to push her, see what she was about. And this was interesting. I suspended her, face up, from her chest, hips, and both legs, at about my hip level. Then I took out a small flogger and started to use it lightly, talking to her and to him to some extent about how the rope can intensify. ..Stop, that's enough for now hun, wow..." as she laughed and trembled as the final waves of orgasm rolled over her, and Jack was feeling the aftershocks of pleasure as well. He said, as he came from under the desk, putting himself back together, zipping his pants, etc. as he kissed her: "Whew! Whoa, No prob babe, hope you enjoyed your little...um...somethin'..., Ok let me go find the restroom now, freshen up and get ready for our lunch out. You okay?" "Yes, I did, you're a naughty, kinky. As soon as the inning ended, Larry turned to me and with a neutral expression upon his face, and he asked me a question that made my heart leap within my chest.“So you’ve been having sex with my daughter and sleeping in the same bed, haven’t you?” he queried calmly as he took another puff of his cigar.I audibly gulped as I suddenly found my throat going dry. Shit, I owed the man the respect of being honest with him. I’d just have to be straight forward and hope that he’d let me live. He was a. He’s the lead singer in our successful university band, cracks funny jokes, has a positive outlook on everything. Not to mention his style; vintage shirts, multiple wrist bands on each wrist (gifts from adoring fans), tattered jeans. I’m not particularly jealous of him, because where he lacks, I definitely pick up the slack. I easily manage a ‘Grade A’ average, a steady job at the local library, and smoke about three times a day. Zan and I are close, possibly because of the fact that we’re.