Whip wasdressed in tight black chaps, with a black studded thong covering hiscock. A black, sleeveless, high necked t-shirt covered his torso. On hisf...et was a pair of pointed boots with a 2" heel. Whip was holding ariding crop in his right hand. Whip looked menacing, but yet sexy.Whip took my cock in his hand and started stroking it. My cock throbbedwith pleasure so much it ached. Whip spoke again."You just want to cum don't you Jemima? Well not yet. I am here to giveyou pleasure...and pain.". I stepped away and turned to face him, holding my jeans up loosely around my hips. I didn't button them, thinking vaguely that getting dressed would look like a retreat, an admission of guilt, that somehow it would make him angrier.So I stood there with my shirt pushed up around my chest and my stomach exposed. My trunks had slipped down to reveal the short curls gathered around my dick and I shifted to stand on one hip, letting them slide a fraction lower. I looked, I hoped, like my clothes. As you watch me, watching you from all sides of the mirrored walls, with all the reflected eyes scanning your body, you slowly sway your hips, feeling your pussy heating up and throb as it starts to swell with your filthy horny thoughts, you start opening your top, as I stand transfixed on you, waiting for a signal, that will give me the green light to put my hands on you, my cock has grown too its full 9" at the thought.Our eyes meet again, for a few seconds we just stare, then move closer,. I told him to go ahead with the lawsuit. I didn’t expect to get very much and was surprised that they settled out of court so quickly.”“So what did you get ten, twenty thousand or so?” She asked, looking at him, taking a drink of her coffee.“After the lawyer got his cut, I bought my cars, took a trip, paid off the house, sent some money to Kevin and his family, and set aside some for Doug, I have about three and a half million dollars in the bank.”Karen was in the middle of swallowing a sip of.