And then," Joani looked seriously and directly into his dark eyes, "I want you to whip me - I have fifty different kinds and types of whips from which...I will choose the ones you will use. Do not whip me too hard, but forcefully enough for me to know that you are capable of dominating me! OK? You can raise welts, but do not break the skin! But do make me scream! I will resist you at first, but you must keep whipping me until I scream with pain...and after I begin to scream just keep whipping me. ”I followed her into the kitchen. “Sorry I can’t offer you more than lemonade, Mr. Sailor Man,” and sat me down.“Lemonade’s fine,” not sure what else to say.“Just make it back, OK?” and with that, slipped behind me, put her hands on my shoulders, and drew me to where I could hear her heartbeat.“I’ll watch out,” not moving.“I shouldn’t have led you on,” as if that’s what I’d come to talk about.“You were giving me dance lessons, was all. Anyway,” as I wanted to change the subject, “I just stopped. Still I begged her to do it even demanded. With a slight grin she finally caved.Sammie rested her back against the locked door behind her. She raised her left leg laying it between the seats then slid her right leg across my lap. I could smell her sex, her essence so close but not within my reach. She bent her knee towards the radio playing “Darling Nikki” by Prince. Sammie slid her panties to the side, parted her lips releasing her fragrance that slithered upward allowing me to whiff her scent. After reaching the top, Stephanie pushed back down and slipped her middle finger inside.Christina's lips pressed hard together as she moaned and climaxed.After a few more penetrations, Stephanie removed herself and mumbled, "I'll get your drinks and order the clams." Walking away, she not-so-discreetly sucked Christina's juices from her fingers.We both watched her as Christina asked, "Please tell me you recorded all that on your phone?" I did get the two of you, but I couldn't get that and the.