His tongue worked the inner folds of her labia. Oh, that's grand, when are you going to suck it? Please suck it, she silently implored.His tongue vert...cally traversed her pussy lips as she squirmed. Then she felt the suction. Oh God, this is sooo good - please let me hold off till he gets it all. She moaned, feeling her impending climax build gradually and inevitably. She knew he was sucking the mixture of juices from her pussy, and when she could delay her climax no longer, she surrendered to. It had been several weeks since they had had a chance for a real spanking and the first blow from the strap across his buttocks was much harder than Dan expected. He let out a howl and pulled against his restraints. Lisa hesitated long enough to be sure she hadn't struck too hard - no safe word - and then swung again. After five strokes she laid the strap down and retrieved a thirty inch cat. For the next twenty minutes she tormented his ass, back, thighs, and stomach with the multitailed whip.. . and from what I’m hearing you don’t even know what he looks like or anything.’ He commented. I made a face and nodded in agreement. ‘Yep, that’s it.’ I then wondered how to draw Sylar out. Out of the dark and into the light where I can see him and know who he is. Or something that could tell me anything or something about him. ‘Ochh. . .’ He shook his head and turned away, but then he faced my way again, with his book and his homework. ‘This is how you do this problem . . .’ He then showed. Our conductor took us to our car. It was right behind the engine. We loaded our bikes and bike trailers on the car. The conductor suggested we might want to be inside until we got out of the fog and overcast. I got Marsha, Nancy and Paul to follow me to The Restaurant. We got mocha's for everyone. The train left for Northspur five minutes after we got on board.The trip brightened when the overcast burned off. The Redwoods were coming back. We followed the Noyo River to Northspur where we were.