Her tongue paints luscious strokes along the length of his shaft. She moves her mouth to his tip again and wraps her lips around the top of his manhoo.... Her tongue still lapping against him, she moves down as far as she can go and back up again. Her hand strokes him in parallel movements as her warm mouth slides back and forth. Her innocent eyes dart upward and she purrs against him as she can see that he is pleased. He moans as she moves back and forth, her mouth closing tightly around him,. “Where have you been all this time? I feel the same way. I was about to actively pursue a lesbian lifestyle when Mark came back into my life.”“Are you serious? What do you mean by ‘back’? Did you two date before?”“Well, not really. You see, Mark and I are actually…” she looked at me with a smile and asked, “Can I tell her?”I nodded and said, “Yes, better now than later.”“Michelle, please don’t judge us. If you don’t like what you’re about to hear, we’ll take you home…”“Pam…Mark, you know how I. The small, leather square at the end of the flexible rod shining in the low light of the club. He snapped it back and forth in front of him and Jessie heard the “whoosh, whoosh” of air being displaced.He walked back in front of her and stood between her spread legs looking down on her naked body. He reached forward with the crop and started to administer gentle but firm slaps to her tits and sore, clamped nipples.Jessie let out tiny yelps and flinched in the chair as the crop stung her and. I told her that I had planned on returning to my mountain. And I had just asked her about her plans when all hell broke loose. There was a major commotion in the hallway. Women yelling and shouting.Suddenly my door burst open.There standing in all her fiery magnificence was Mary Reynolds, my ex-wife.“Matthew, tell these needle jockeys to get out of my way. I am your wife by God, and it’s my right to tend to you in your hour of need.” Mary was blocking the door and glaring at the assembled.