She could no longer suppress the strength of her feelings about Ike. Every time her eyes met his, she shivered with delight. How... she wondered, coul... her daughter Tricia be so unhappy married to such a strong young boy? Her extreme pleasure had outweighed her guilt and there was no denying it!Reluctantly, Jamie agreed to have a drink and sat down in the living room across from his brother-in-law.The three were having a stilted conversation, over potent Gimlets, when Nancy pranced into the. I am in pretty good shape though, and I knew that I had what it took to satisfy this woman's fantasies. All she needed was a man with a dirty mind.If you are familiar with my stories then you know that most of them are about women being blackmailed or in some other way coerced into sexual submission. They are humiliated and abused but not harmed. They experience helplessness and the freedom of being totally controlled. Those are the things that Inga fantasized about.The first thing I had to. I moan in pain at each strike, begging with my whimpers for an end to the pain. Blinking back the tears as the torment continues increasing the aching in my breasts and pussy with each blow. Crack, Crack!! My head thrashes from side to side as I sob open mouthed, no longer trying to hold back my voice. Screaming as the whip sears my red burning flesh. Watching as the whip descends once more, squeezing my eyes tightly closed no longer able to watch the cruel device. I open my eyes as I hear. First his wife begins licking the veiny shaft, running her soft little tongue along the hard length while cradling his balls in her warm hand. Next the boy leans in to flick his tongue over that hot purple head, so swollen with lust. Our lucky man closes his eyes, running his hands over their shoulders, through their hair, gently pushing their heads closer to his aching cock.His wife takes in that huge engorged head first, her mouth stretching to fit it in without her teeth touching it. He.