Both hands on the ground, one foot behind the other. This caused my lovely ass to rise like a flag. I probably didn’t describe my body well enough l...st time. My body was to die for (and I died for it), so when my ass high up in translucent yoga pants, with me being trapped like a helpless puppy, it was enough to make a priest (a non-guilty one at that) come up and ram me. And someone did ram me. One second I’m attempting to get my foot out of this gutter, the next, a hand is over my mouth and a. I welcome all comments, both positive and negative, on my stories or please feel free to comments or ideas for stories.Paul walked towards a bar near to his hotel. He knew that Canal Street was the gay area of the city but he also knew that it was also the most lively area for pubs and clubs. And Paul was happy and confident with his sexuality so he didn’t see it as a problem. Almost immediately after entering the bar and taking a seat near the corner of the bar area a very pretty and. Like hers, mine was not the most intense orgasm I had ever had, but her tight little hole was still getting a good flooding from my cum. When both of our climax's had past I just remained still, as did she, until my cock began to soften inside her. I pulled it out, and a torrent of our combined fluids spilled out of her, along with only a small amount of virginal blood. I leaned down and cleaned her up the best I could with my tongue having no aversion to my own excretions after they have. But Klarissa had swung intending a flat impact of the wide portion of the whip several inches back from the forked tip.Her aim and hand technique were exact. The whip uncoiled and slammed flat into Laura’s ass with a loud “Thwack!” that hid Laura’s soft grunt.“One,” counted Carly.Klarissa pulled the whip back by moving her hand high above her head and then snapped her arm and wrist forward. The Serpents Tongue formed an ‘S’ over her head as it whipped forward, again landing exactly across.