Again and Again. I was whimpering, sore, excited... I vaguely heard Slick's voice."My slut" "My ass" Each little phrase punctuated with a flick from t...e crop. I was starting to not feel it anymore but he kept on, over and over. I was so close, my heart was pounding in my ears, my ass throbbing around the toy, my pussy soaking my finger through the glove."Harder, please" Did that come from me? Yup! I was begging Slick to hit me harder with the crop. My body felt so alive, I was so deep,. There was the specific issue of being recognised andthe general maybe about being a lone female in big city. I got myself upearly though, packed and breakfasted then got a train to Hexham andspent a couple of hours going around some of the places I'd known when Iwas a lad. That might have ended up being a bit melancholy, but after mylight-bulb moment in the Tesco toilet I enjoyed walking my childhood'slanes again. At about nine, when I was sure Olivia would be at her desk,I phoned her from a. ." she bit her lip and gave a michevious smile "shall we give them more to cheer for?" She chuckled and leaned up to kiss his lips and wrapped her arms around his neck, ready to be claimed by this much more gentle form.As they once again began to claim each other, and for the rest of the night, the hordes would cheer as their king claimed his queen over and over again.In the deep heart of the Carpathian mountains, a small cottage is hidden in the forest. The land is twisted and warped,. .. INVINCIBLE ... until the dead guys best buddy broke the killers arm with a thick branch and managed to kill two more before another guy threw the rock that killed him ... one of them stuck the thrower with a sharp stick."Later, someone discovered fire hardening a sharp stick. The other side tied a sharp rock to a stick ... then someone figured out throwing the rockstick."After that there was the stick that was held and threw another stick ... then the bow, the firelock, flintlock, percussion.