She cooed in approval. I took one of her tits into my mouth and sucked on it greedily while staring up into her face. Her eyes widened, her ass shook ...n my hands.She repeated her question, “Why did we wait so long to do this?” I smiled. I couldn’t believe how badly I wanted her.I spit into my hand and stroked my cock between her legs to get it ready for her. Slowly, she lowered her eager pussy onto my hard member. I teased her with the head before letting her take it all.She let out a dramatic,. I mean, like a torrential downpour, the kind that doesn’t let you see ten feet in front of your face. Even though I was under the canopy, pumping my own gas, I was still getting wet. It was then that I saw her through a momentary break in the sheets of rain. She kept looking behind her as she slogged down the road through the monsoon-like conditions. Then she was gone. I finished pumping and got back on the road. Returning home from a conference in North Carolina, I thought I’d take a couple of. "Th-th-thank you, sir, pleasehit me again…" I continued beating her with the belt, slowly and rhythmically. I variedthe strokes – some I aimed at her inner thighs, some at her flat stomach,but mostly I aimed at her cunt. From her reactions I soon learned what hurtthe most, so I focused on those targets. After about ten minutes and a fewdozen strokes, the entire area of her genitals and thighs were turning a noticeablered. The belt wasn't really causing damage – I hated the idea of scarsor. What?” “From where I was sitting, I couldn't really tell what was going on, but I could tell from the look on your face that something was, and that you weren't acting all that upset about it.” “And...” Sandy prompted. “Look, I told you I was okay about you playing with my friends. Yes, I get a little jealous, but it also uh... well it turns me on.” “But you acted upset.” “A little, I suppose. Hey, I trust Paul. He'd never do anything to hurt either of us, especially not you. You're the sister.