Being a horseman, Jake was always a bit bowlegged, but now his legs were like wide parentheses, bowed out to ease the swollen ache of his balls. The f...ont of his jeans thrust out, thundering, his cock trying to rip his fly open."I... I couldn't find it," he stammered."Well, you'll have to give me something else then, won't you?" Marion said, with a meaningful glance at his groin. Jake was momentarily confused.He staggered toward her, his knees weak with desire, his blood pounding through his. It hit me right across my core and nearly took my breath away. Surely, that one would leave a welt. As would the next whistling slash which landed close to the first. ?On your knees, slave. I want you to suck my cock while I whip your ass,? Master said in a flat, unemotional, tone.I arched my back to give him the best shot possible of my ass as I groped to get his cock in my mouth. He must have retrieved a long-handled, multi-tailed flogger because when he hit me again, it wasn’t the slashing,. Obviously she isn’t a young woman but I find her curves and cellulite such a turn on. Running my hands over her body squeezing her breasts pinching her hard nipples then across her tummy over her pantyhose to her soaking pussy.Getting a little close I had to stop her and withdrew before I came. She gave me a look but I needed to taste that wet pussy and moving her around the bed her legs held high I spread them wide she looked like she had pissed herself the pantyhose so wet. Going onto my. I knew the only people in the house were my mom and her friend Sandy. Sandy came over to spend a few nights while my dad flew to Hawaii for some sort of business. I realized it had to be Sandy kneeling next to my bed. Her fingers were gently touching me. I felt shame, afraid and very, very excited. I did know I liked it, I liked it a lot. I decided to pretended to stay asleep,Before that night I never touched my self like she was doing to me, and I was getting a very strange feeling between my.