She did this routine a couple of times and each time I realized they were becoming more sensitive to the rub of the crop. I found myself actually want...ng her so flick them then touch them with the little piece of leather. I looked down and realized my cock was dancing like it had a mind of its own. She stopped using the crop on my nipples, kissed them each one time, then turned to face my cock. Realizing what she was going to do, I was about to object when she started to use the crop on my. Disconcerting..."I love the way they hang..." Johnny told his sister, grinning.Mona rolled her shoulders so her breasts would sway, "Why, thank you, Master!" You two..." I felt that I just HAD to say SOMETHING..."Yo, Tafarelli!" somebody yelled from a few tubes over, "You lucky sonofabitch! Moaning Mona..." Johnny stood, grinned from ear to ear, and clasped his hands over his head and pumped them in that universal sign of the winner. "Woo Hoo!!!" whoever it was clapped. "Is that Mama? Holy. Kavitha could barely open her eyes and after some time she fainted, the chief saw me and laughed he came near me and caught my hair and pulled me to my wife’s freshly fucked pussy and ordered me to lick it which I happily did. Then the men brought some water a sprinkled it on her face and woke her up and one by one they fucked my wife mercilessly as I saw their black dicks go in and out my wife’s pussy, ass and mouth they even double fucked her as I saw my wife’s fair body sandwich between. As soon as I was fully hard, though, she moved back up until we could join.We make love in many different ways. It’s always as much about the journey as the destination, but sometimes she – or I – will deliberately extend the journey considerably. She lay on top of me, skin to skin, touching everywhere it’s possible for two people to touch. Hardly moving, a rhythmic pulsing of her pussy preventing me from softening (as if!). I suppose it’s something like tantric sex; as much a spiritual thing.