She’d done something to her hair so it looked more manly. Lorna had left me wanting more and here it was. As we looked at her, Georgie’s hand move... from my breast to between my legs and a finger curled through the wet lips, parting them and stroking. Lorna watched. She couldn’t see that hand but I sensed she knew precisely where it was. She wrapped her hand around her cock and crooked a finger at Georgie who let me go, slowly pushed the sheet away from her body, rolled onto her knees facing. "you are being a very good girl, it is nearly finished and if you continue to be a good girl you will be rewarded"You then lay the whip down and pick up the flogger and looking directly into your eyes i beg you"please sir not that, please, i am begging you not to use that"You laugh at me, and start to flick it over my tits. A flogger is painful, you don't need to use much force with it, its a difficult pain to describe, but it is probably between a sting and a swat together, but the sting is. He looked very shocked, as would be expected by most people that know us. But to prove my point I reached into one of the dresser drawers and took out a stack of nude photos of his sister. Once again he was surprised, but when we came to a few that showed her having sex with more than one man at a time I thought he might pass out. It was quite obvious from the large bulge in his pants that he found the photos of his sister exciting.We talked about “swinging” for a while, as he looked at the. Healy stroking his naked cock in front of her, now she was about to be half-naked also. Her hands were glued to her naked breasts, her hard nipples poking her palms. How could they get so hard from the forced stripping of her body? "No, I can't do it," she begged, his eyes staring back at her, knowing that she could not refuse, her mind unable to stop her body. She felt the cold rush of air on her naked chest, looking down, surprised to see her hands cupping her breasts as if offering them up.