I am sorry for the delay for this part. Do pardon me. As I have told before, I will be continuing with the thrilling and horny Naughty Stories Season ... as soon as I complete the story which happened with a reader who read my story.For the true reading experience, it is advised that you go through the previous parts to enjoy the fullest.Okay, now I am going to give a brief of what happened in last two parts. I am writing this story at the irresistible request of my reader, and as I’m typing. I asked her whether I can drive the car. Suddenly she told me I will ride you first then you can drive my car. I was shocked listening to her reply. At first, I didn’t understand. Then later on slowly she started making a move. She came and kissed me first. I hesitantly responded to the kiss.We started with slow kissing which turned out to be a fifteen minutes intense and deep kissing session. I was so lost in the kiss that I lost track of time. By the way, she was a good kisser. Brownie point. I felt the bask loosen slightly andthen as Tony began biting my nipples a little harder Ifelt his fingers working down the fasteners at theback. I was so turned on by John watching me through thewindow as Tony began seducing me that I felt mylubricant trickle out of my pussy and run down my innerthigh, if John didn’t stop things now I wouldn’t beable to stop Tony myself. My bottom was resting against Tony’s dining table as heopened my bask, it was uncomfortable leaning back. Both her nipples were now extremely red and sore – no, both her nipples HURT A LOT – but the thought of her best friend going through the same torment as she was made more determined to last as long as possible. Maybe Sally would get tired of this game and stop. Yeah, and maybe pigs might fly, Debbie thought to herself.It wasn’t as if Sally was hitting her that hard. Sally kept the rhythmic tap-tap-tap of the riding crop against her nipples at a constant speed - one hit every second – and she.