Then again, they had been wrong with my ex. At least when it came to that, Harry wasn't a disappointment."Is your ass clean, slave girl?" Harry inquir...d."Yes," I replied.I felt several sharp SMACKS hit my ass, instantly turning it red. It was a flogger, which I would have noticed, had I not been distracted by his hot body. Damn, he hits hard, I thought. Wouldn't you know it, I gushed more from my cunt. My ass was now on fire, and I wondered for a second what I had done wrong."Yes, WHAT?" Harry. " Parting, she kissed my cheek and giggled quietly.My notes became an incomprehensible jumble of names and concepts: "Vico...Montesquieu...anarchical fallacies...Telemachus..." next to the far more enticing "calm down...basement...minute." Regaining my composure as best I could, I half-ran across the library, concealing my semi and dodging tables as I passed.A cupboard door swung open, and she pulled me inside, pushing me to the wall with a forceful kiss against my lips. I tasted the sharp,. I admit , this is a huge weakness for me – these giggling girls just drive me crazy.They come closer after they have regained composure. One of them kneels down to get a closer look! My cock is now pointing at her nose. She first grabs my balls as I take a deep breath enjoying that moment. She slowly touches my cock and feels it – it is warm, a bit soft still and quite big. She reaches the tip as she feels it from the base. She holds it with her thumb and the index finger and slightly opens out. One day dad,mom, and my brother had loaded up the cattle trailer with some steer calfs and had left to take them to the cattle auction and sell. Leaving me at home alone to clean the house, and do the chores I had to do every day. Feed the chickens, gather eggs, milk the goat, That was our only milk supply we had. Which I had gotten done very early in the morning and finally had the house cleaned.I decided i’d go and skinny dip in the water trough that was fed by our windmill and.