She sat on a chair by the dining table and I was on the sofa in the drawing room. On the pretext of placing my used cup in the sink, I walked behind h...r. As I was walking back, I saw a small piece of paper sticking to the back of her blouse. Almost nonchalantly I pushed it off her with my hands. The touch was almost electrifying. She jumped up and I had to console her that it was only a small scrap of paper sticking to her. So she settled down again and without a care, I placed by hand again on. “You said that if I didn’t tell anybody we could keep doing it!” Again she was right. And I couldn’t say no to that pretty little face looking at me. “Okay. If it means that much to you I’m not going to say no. I want you to be happy.” I told her. With her head on my chest her ass was right above my cock. I started getting hard again and my cock stuck up against her cheeks. “That tickles!” she giggled. “Could you stick it in my pussy?” “Yes, sit up.” I told her. She was going to be on top. And how she did that! She kneelt in front of me, took out my hard cock and started doing her magic. Caressing my balls, up the shaft, tongue all over the tip of my dick, taking me deep in her mouth ...it was breathtaking. All that happened like 100yards next to a street with cars passing by. After some minutes of pure joy she asked me with a naughty expression on her face: "will you fuck me, pretty please?" I focused my thoughts, smiled about her girlieness and of course said: "Sure my little. Then I feel more rope tied to the head of my cock and it feels like my cock is now being pulled from my body. With every movement of my feet there is a sharp pain in my dick. I need to stand very still to feel any level of comfort which is hard to do now that I have been on the balls of my feet for a while. I jumped at the sound of the whip crack in my ear which caused immediate pain in my cock. While listening to the crack of the whip I also felt a whack of a flogger on my back. “Tom how.