The slapping, snapping crack of the whip as it impacted the flesh of the victim.Most wonderfully... the involuntary grunt which escaped her lips as ea...h blow fell. She was not going to scream, this one, I could tell she did not want to give the satisfaction, at least not yet. But the sheer impact of the flogger on her body forced the air out of her lungs, and her grunts became louder and more pained as the whipping continued.When her strength left her, and her body finally hung limp from the. " She was searching for words, and she looked up at me, head tilted, her hair covering one eye, "... the most memorable, umm... outcall I have ever had."I was grateful to her that she hadn't called it a "job" or referred to me as a "client" though I knew that's what it, and I, was. Outcall, though it didn't quite cover what we had done, would have to do, I suppose. Raquel, I realized just then, was going back to work. There were men to satisfy, many more dollars to be made.She pulled the top. I covered my self saying that. Take your own time and bring the quality ones. Uff. I have patted my self for that.They all left. And me and sister were in home. She switched on the tv. And she was about to sit in the sofa. I ran fast and sat on the sofa first. And my sister sat on me.I grabbed her waist and kissing on her waist. She said stop that. It is making me horny. Oh didi. I am here to cool that horny feeling . She said you can’t. And I was like fuck. Who has fucked you for many times. We weren’t far from a local wooded area and I sped my way along the well known roads, the aching in my loins only spurring me on to drive ever faster. We arrived, and I turned the engine off. We jumped out of our seats and clambered into the back of the car. Sophie teased her tiny thong out from her lips and tossed it onto the parcel shelf. She then viciously grabbed my head and thrust it between her legs, forcing my tongue into her pussy. Well I say forced, I hardly needed persuading! I.