He loved spending each and every minute with her this weekend. He was so sad that it was about to end.As he continued to jog, he did realize he had on... regret. He was happy to have focused all his time on her; but now he was in extreme pain. Within his scrotum there was a dull ache. It was the result of the excitement and fondling that he had experienced without an ultimate climax. He wanted to take care of it right then and there. Coincidentally, he was now jogging past the back doors where he. I squirmed at the ticklish sensation, and giggled. He put the whip down and began massaging my inner thighs gently. I tried to wriggle down so his hand would touch my pussy, but he just moved away. I groaned with frustration and he chuckled. Nothing happened for a moment then suddenly there was a loud CRACK and a searing pain on my thigh. I cried out, more with shock than pain. He chuckled again and told me to stay still. I did as I was told, and he began licking my thigh where he had hit it.. 'Women make the best porn'.The person who said that to me should know what she was talking about, because she is a woman who has and still does make porn for women. I should call her Catherine.Catherine's porn is based around women's fantasies, sex from a woman's point of view, which is more erotic than the constant brain dead crap men churn out, depicting women as sex machines, being debased, humiliated, tortured and non-gratified with normal sex, she has to be ****d and gang-banged, there. - Sipping a mimosa, I was mildly amused by her conversational flinching from across the table, filling every moment of silence with unsolicited anecdotes about mutual friends or an opinion on news items. Upon returning to the table from a restroom break, I broached the subject, earning a predictable wince and cower from Hani, as if I was preparing to beat her about the head and shoulders. “Relax, babe,” I said. “I’m not here to get us both upset. But I do think we should talk about it.” .