She sighed with relief.“Feel better?” Mallory asked from her crouching stance. After Daphne nodded, she added. “Well, that’s not even the best...part. Sit back.” Mallory pulled back the bed’s plain covers and instructed Daphne to open her legs. At sight, Mallory winced but wasn’t surprised. Daphne’s tan thighs were battered a putrid hue of black, blue, and purple. Worst were the fingerprints near her asshole, where Valerie pried her apart to sink herself deeper.Daphne yawned her thighs to reveal. I was asked if I wished to continue. I agreed and the towel was re placed back on me and there were another 9 strokes applied. They hurt like mad and she could see me struggling under the restraining straps of the whipping stool. When the treatment was finished she re photographed my backside to show me. There were now 10 stripes that were red but looking as if they would fade after a few hours. She then wanted to carry out furthur treatment, only this time with a rubber whip. I agreed to allow. My wife, Nabila, is absolutely gorgeous with brunette hair and brown eyes complementing her curvy body. She works as a dispatcher in my department, which is where we met.The problems started on patrol one night. I received a lookout for a black male, about 6'4" tall and 220 lbs, wearing all black. The black man had just robbed a liquor store only two blocks from me and was last seen running in my direction. About a minute later, I saw a muscular black man come around the corner of the block. He. I was sleeping completely naked in front off her. She slowly removed her clothes and came on top off me. She had really good and firm boobs with small erect nipples and was completely saved down. We kissed a bit and started moving hands up and down. Finally got hold of her boobs and started pressing them slow and hard. I could see excitement on her face. Then I took her nipple in mouth and sucked them 5 mins constantly making them red and wet. She was moaning in excitement, I pulled my hand.