In the end it was easier for them to just wait until after Sian was off. Rather than going to the place next door, they took their own cars and drove ... few blocks away to a local coffee house where they both got a cup of herbal tea. Even there, Sian felt constrained from being too affectionate. They had parked in a relatively secluded place so that they at least were able to give each other a quick kiss goodnight. It was enough for both of them, but just barely. That night Don and Bridget. I moved back to get a better swing and rubbed my oozing quim against his knee. I was gagging for it now. Thwack, thwack, thwack, I flicked the leather tongue of the crop across the shaft, left, right and left again which swung his rigid member like a metronome. He kept his hands by his side but cried out at the sting of the crop on his cock.I stroked his penis again, rubbing juices along the slightly reddened shaft and eased down the foreskin to give me a good shot at the head. Thwack, one. I know she was enjoying my finger because her breathing had begun to quicken. Also, she began rubbing my cock with increasing intensity. My mouth watered as I thought of that delectable crease between her legs. ‘I don’t care if it’s dirty or not,’ I whispered in her ear, ‘it helps me if you’ll just let me kiss it a little.’ That was a different story. If I needed a little something extra to get me going, she was hesitant but willing to be a good sport about it. ‘OK,’ she said, ‘but don’t say I. Warren ran his fingers in circles over her clit. Despite how slowly he started, he felt Sandy push her hips up into his hand. As he sped up, Sandy pushed harder. This went on for a few minutes, Sandy pushing her hips up harder and harder and Warren gently increasing the speed of his fingers on and around her clit.Sandy was the one who finally changed it. She began pulling her hips back and then pushing forward, thrusting up into Warren's hand. Though the first couple thrusts were slow, Sandy.