"She stops his hand.George says, "Please, Carla. This feels so good to me. Just for a little while longer."He resumes rubbing her thigh. His breathin... is getting heavy. He’s enjoying it even more now. Carla lets him rub.He reaches over and puts her hand in his lap, on his hard dick.Carla gasps.George says, "It’s okay."George has a grip on her wrist, moving her hand around over his PJs, rubbing his dick, using her hand.George asks, "You never did this?"Carla answers, "No."George moves her hand. "Oh, that! Is it still showing? It's usually faded by now. Golly! In ten days I was due for another flogging! I got them once a month regularly on the first day of the month. After a while I hardly noticed the strap landing on me! But it's over now, thank goodness. It was getting to be a bore! Time to move on and find bigger and better ways of getting hurt!" What can you mean?" I mean that I'm too used to getting knocked around (and knocking others around in return) to want to give it up just. Someone who felt cold."David? David."9 days earlier... The stars always seemed brighter sometime in the middle of the night. Perhaps it was the cool air, the silence--except for the sound of rustling leaves and crickets adding to a peaceful atmosphere; or maybe for David Martin, it was just that during those few hours when no one else was awake, he was actually able to take notice of the things capable of creating childish dreams and fantasies. Just like the stars. He was at peace beneath them,. Take a deep breath and relax. I can feel your energy. Goodness me, I wish I were there with you right now. That’s it, just like that, deep breath and relax.I was controlling my emotions with deep breaths while Anwesha was making hand gestures to make me feel calm.Anwesha: You must be loaded with lots of cum. Saving it for someone special?Me: I was but that fucking bitch kicked me in the balls…Anwesha: Oh dear! What happened?I told Anwesha about that cunning girl. After listening to my story, I.