The girl was a real masochist and endured 20 strokes from the man who’s facial expression indicated that he was enjoying himself.All through her pus...y whipping my pussy was tingling. There was / is no way that I could let that happen to me. Okay my pussy has been spanked a few times, but nothing as severe as that.When Victoria invited everyone to inspect the man’s handy work I saw that the whole of her bald vulva was covered in dark red lines. Her clit was still sticking out and it too was dark. I was afraid she could pass out but she stayed conscious even though it looked like her eyes were rollingaround.“Thump thump thump Thump.” It continued, hard steady. Patel had this look on his face.A snarly, mean terrible look. He pulled Kelsey almost limp body up by her ass cheeks and gavea brutal climatic thrust.Patel screamed as he unloaded into Kelsey’s ass. He kept pumping as long as he could.Slurp Slurp Slurp I could hear the suction of his cum in her ass.He pulled out and dragged. Those who drew a white pad, however, would find a list of table numbers along the right side. Starting with the one on top, they would move to the next table on the list at the conclusion of each date.Laurel listened to the instructions and found herself nodding her head as she did so. It did seem a fair way to make it all as random as possible.Madeline paused to see if anyone had any questions so far. When none were asked, she continued.“In front of you on the tables where you are now. By now the girls were getting the taste for the sport, the café waiter clocking the collars, and having stammered his way through the order taking the money and fetching the change without once letting his eyes leave the two women`s throats, delivered their order to their table with a shaking hand. Wendy puckered up and blew him a kiss and he retreated behind his counter, red of face and muttering something in welsh…no doubt about English women… he ‘being chapel!’ The meal over, they strolled.