“I’m a caff man myself. The air corps runs on caff, or so the saying goes. I’ll see if the cook can do something about the poor quality of the t...a before breakfast.”She smiled a very nice smile as she looked at him. “So, why aren’t you married Commander Jake Harrow of the crown air corps. Men your age are always married unless they just don’t like women that way, or have some other major flaw. What is your flaw that has kept you unwed?”The change of topic caught him off guard and he spoke. ‘Would you like something to drink?’ ‘Yes, perhaps a glass of water.’ ‘Nothing more bracing?’ ‘Really…I still am underage you know.’ ‘I might have been referring to soda or fruit juice Miss Lisa.’ ‘Oh…how silly.’ She laughed nervously as she examined the whip. ‘I think the paddle was the worst.’ ‘More than the strap?’ ‘Oh, yes. The strap did have it’s moments though.’ ‘I seem to recall it did.’ . I could hardly see for crying. The others were crying too. Again the cat lashed Jim's back followed by Soushi's whip catching his nipples. Jim was screaming himself hoarse now and the whips fell with perhaps ten seconds between the strokes. Finally Shortie put the cat down, unzipped his trousers and pulled out a rather small prick. Without any lubrication, he forced it in Jim's backside and started fucking hard and torturing his arse still further. Soushi now aimed her whip at his prick. "Maybe. "My sister stood up and reached behind her to unfasten the clasp at the back of her mini-skirt."No," Sharky said. "Just hike it up, like you did in the show tonight. I want to watch you fuck in it."Cookie pulled the hem of her skirt up and then moved to the middle of the bed, arranging herself on her back with her arms at her sides and her legs slightly apart. The mini-skirt was bunched around her thin midriff, above the flair of her hips and, below that, the furry, blond mound of her pussy was.