‘I want to kiss you again’ she whispered, so I slipped her back down my lap a little so we could be face to face again. As we kissed, my hands beg...n to explore beneath her loose fitting t-shirt. As I ran my hand down her spine she hissed with pleasure and gently bit my lower lip. Smoothly, I slid my free hand around and nuzzled the side of her breast where it was pressed against my chest, it was glorious. She was in her element now, no trace of the earlier shyness. ‘Take off your shirt’ she. There friendship continued to grow, my wife came home one afternoon very sad saying her friend had been diagnosed with terminal cancer and had just six months to live. Saddened by the news my wife became even closer to his wife helping with the c***dern trying to make thing easier for her. My wife came home one day saying that she had just in conversation with her friend been asked if she would do something special for her. Her friend had asked her to please think about taking care of her. Whack! “Aaaahhh” she bawled as the leather strands bit into the puffy flesh of her pussy.A second and a third blow fell on her unprotected cunt. Her wails of pain faded with each stroke as her breath came faster and shallower and the whipping continued. She thought it would never end. The audience hoped it would never end. The spectacle in the dungeon of this fresh, young cunt, bound naked and hoisted for punishment by an unknown male, electrified the couples watching her first defilement with. “Please, call me Harold when we’re alone,” he muttered. Harold began moving me onto the bed before settling on top of me. Enveloped by him, with my legs curled around his big hips, his lips began to explore my entire head. I was tingling with excitement as he took possession of me. After what seemed like an endless period of bliss Harold lifted up and told me to turn onto my stomach. When his dick-head located my pucker he said, “Once I enter this hole, you belong to me.” “Yes sir,” I.