Steph w loving his bulging almost fireman like muscle and his tight sweaty clothing was really turning her on, causing herself to become ‘sweaty’.... In her bedroom she fumbled over to her draw to find a little tube of cooling sensation gel and put some of her fingers which promptly went to a place of serenity and deep fulfilled joy. The cool working wonders to heighten the effects.Whether Steph realised it or not though, her dream was not entirely staying in her head. Her hand was downstairs. This job led Kenny to become a household name. Woman loved the idea of having one night with him; while their husbands hated his guts for making them look bad. This was the life of an actor and the price of fame. There was a lady however that didn't understand Kenny was just an actor. Her name was Jenny. Now jenny was your average middle age woman. Her dresses were arranged in fashion between 1930's and 1940's. To her the old clothes of yesterday were proper and idealistic look for a lady her. ."You're wet slut, and you were told not to be. For that I'm going give you 10 cracks of my whip. It's going to hurt, but you're going to learn to love it."I bit my lip as he said this and braced myself for the pain that I was going to endure.The first crack hit my body like a bolt of lightening, pain sered through me. I felt my skin burn, and I cried out. "I told you it would hurt, that's what happens if you choose to disobey me you little slut" He landed the second crack as he said this.. C her twin teensI still discuss long evenings with all of them, till one day the three glasses of hit me into my bedI still discuss long that evening inside my head with my eyes closed, listening to the wind and the waves breakI still discuss long that evening, till I re-open my eyes and see the silhouettes of those teen twins in moonlight!I smile at my lack of courage to seduce them two directly, but indirectly it worked well enough, they knew it all!I smile at my new two beauties in bed, too.