She bit down on my fingers. The pain sent electricity straight down to my cock. I wanted her there and then but knew I had to let her parents watch af...er all a bet is a bet.Through out the shopping trip I took every chance to get into the changing rooms with her. Constantly working her up….. Soon she was almost begging me to fuck her.“I won’t tell mom and dad,” she begged“Honey something’s are worth waiting for, and you are precious enough to want to make sure it’s right. Okay!” I put on my. I shake my head to show I don’t know what he’s saying, and he speaks again but this time v-e-r-y s-l-o-w-l-y. Why do we always do that when there’s a language barrier? I mean, Greek is Greek whether you speak it fast or slow or in-between.But it’s not Greek, it’s not French or German or Russian or any other language I’ve ever heard. I’m no linguist, maybe a bit of Spanish though not much more, but mostly you can recognize at least a little of what somebody’s saying if you listen close, and I. Her nimble hands quickly opened his jeans and reached in for his cock. Her mouth opened wide when she pulled it out and she looked down. "My God, what a cock," she said a little too loud. She pulled her skirt up, crouched down, and licked the head. "Joe's isn't nearly this long. But he's a mouthful, too." You have a boyfriend?" Ethan said.She looked up at him from the floor with her wide, alluring eyes. She was stroking his cock with both hands, resting the huge, round head against her soft. She was wearing only a sarong, her magnificent breasts free and exposed, and in her hand was a single tailed whip. This consisted of an eighteen inch wood handle topped by a four foot braided leather lash. The single tail was fashioned of three pieces of leather, braided together, and ending with three inches of each of the separate leather pieces. It also looked fairly soft, but I was sure it would hurt a lot more than the cat had. The look on my face must have indicated just that, because.