It felt so good to have her hands on me again and mycock responded by getting even harder than it already was."Are you hard?" she asked, "I can't tell...when you have that dresson." Why don't you have a feel?" I said mischievously."OK," she said, walking round till she stood in front of me andmaking sure nobody could see what she was up to. She reached downwith her hand and pushed her way through the material of my dresstill she found my hard cock."Ooh," she exclaimed as her long fingers found it. I wanted it so badly. Then snick, snick! The crop clipped each nipple, almost like a bee sting. I almost screamed from the shock. Once again searing pain. Right on the edge. An orgasm denied.This went on and on. Strikes, soft and gentle to powerful and swift, even to my clit. Those were the worst. It felt like every nerve in my body was on fire and shrieking. I wasn’t sobbing out loud, even though that’s what it seemed he was trying to drive me to. Tears were running from my eyes and being. John was taking Tank with him as he was needed in Lutz – he's been a tower of strength and I am very grateful to him for all he has done.We got the pilots off to St Louis by 0800, with Gerry Weiss flying right seat as he said he needed the experience. Bill had borrowed one of the larger Falcon 900s from a friend. It was faster too, so they would be in St Louis by 1100. This was one of the newer LX variants, and with a range of 5,500 nautical miles, Jenny was sure she could profitably use this. I shaved my pussy just a week before so there was very tiny black hairs on the entrance my treasure tunnel. After seeing that, the milkman went mad and pushed me on the bed on my bare back. Then he took his mouth of my left boob and placed it on my naked pussy and started sucking vigorously. He now also started fondling my both boobs roughly with his both hands. I looked at my hubby and found him masturbating very cool and steadily with a carnal pleasure in his eyes. I also surprised to observe.