"So then why you do it so often at mine?" i asked him."Well,.." he started to rub his hands, he does it everytime when he is excited or gets reprimand...for doing other things he is not supose to (like collecting my fallen down underwear), from his father."As you moved in our house, it started to itching, like it did never before" he said. He is like a young boy who has so childlike gestic and that makes him such a nice and harmless but still very naive. "Where it is itching you, i don´t want. Lia reciprocated and as we were passionately kissing my hand soon found its way down between her legs to discover her pussy was already slightly wet. I naturally started rubbing her clit but Lia quickly grabbed my hand and stopped kissing me to quietly say “Not here come with me”, then she led me to her bedroom where there were more candles burning and rose petals scattered on the bed. It was a very romantic setting and with a lustful look in her eyes Lia. He eventually stopped the whipping, Michael's entire body red, filled with crisscross stripes, some places even dark blue by the treatment.Some of those marks would be lasting, and he would gauranteed be sore and in pain the next days, they would see to it. "she has told you, hasn't she?"he asked loudly."We will make certain you never again cheat her, and to show you what it means to be fucked........"He let the phrase hang in the room for a short while, took a remotecontrol device from the. I had an image pop into my mind of us laying down in a 69 and going at each other on the blanket I had taken from my car. I was going to move down and join him, but as I started to, he motioned for me to come stand behind him. I did and as I did, he looked back up at me. My cock was now almost fully hard again and just bounced there as I looked down at him looking up at me, leaning back, his head touching my thigh and lower stomach, his eyes darting back and forth from looking at me looking.