The riding crop she used across his back and buttocks until she realised sickly that she’d broken the skin in several places and stopped. The disgus... she felt when she realised his moans were ones of pleasure, that he was rubbing himself against the bed covers, harder than she’d ever seen him. The violent way she looped the rope around the back of his neck and through his legs, pushing him to kneel at the foot of the bed as she wrapped the ends of the rope under and over his shoulders before. This story is a mix of the real incident and my fantasy towards the heroine of this story. I started working immediately after my degree in an office which had only a few employees. After few months a married lady by name Vimala was appointed as my junior. She was recently married and good looking lady with silky and long hairs till her waist. I love girls and ladies with silky and long hair. Just love to play with it.I started to teach her office works and was admiring her beauty when she. Every methodfailed, the door was jammed. But it was working fine yesterday, it must belocked, yes, locked. Why would it be locked? Did Suzanne lock her daughterinto her room? Was she onto us?It took me a while to notice, but if Kirsty wasn't awake after fiveminutes of banging on her door, she probably wasn't in the room. Stupid.Think smart. Kirsty must have changed the plan, just to scare me a littlemore, since her fun was soon going to end when Lauren no longer existed. Irushed back into. The image of him stroking himself while blowing my cock was a great visual stimulus and turned me on even more. I really enjoyed watching him stroke his cock and knowledge that he was also having pleasure at the same time. I am not much of a moaner, even when the pleasure is extremely intense I don’t naturally moan in ecstasy. But this time I felt that I owed him some affirmation, to let him know that he was doing a good "job" and I was enjoying what he was doing to me. During the course of the.