I'm not sure I can adequately describe what happened after that. The guy was simply an artist. He started using his flogger, slinging it back and fort..., right to left in kind of a figure eight pattern. He did this many times, soft at first, always in a distinct rhythm, moving from her back to her front, completely working her over, and then moving to the back again repeating it all in another more forceful cycle. Nothing escaped his flogger except her face... Back, butt, legs, breasts and. She extends her tongue out and licks the head. She then slides her mouth down his cock.She starts sucking him slowly at first, letting her mouth and tongue work it's way all over his hard meat.While she is doing that, she lets one hand slide down to his balls. She takes both of them into her hand and starts massaging them slowly.Everything she is doing right now is just a bit of teasing. Just like he did to her.She will start sucking him harder all right but only after she hears him moan. When. "What do you think?"I didn't know what to think. We were alone in a barely furnished studio apartment. A Murphy bed unfolded from the wall conspiciously occupied much of the single room.Susan dropped her coat on the single chair in the room and sat on the green blanket and patted the bed next to her. Then she held out her arms. "Come here and give a girl a kiss."I was still uncertain what all this meant, but I sat gingerly on the edge of the bed, and we embraced. This time, she took the. I'm a gonner and we both know it." I'm gonna get Gunny." Ben swore. "He's a dead man walking."Torque just smiled. "I know." It was barely a whisper. He squeezed Ben's hand. "I-" he stopped and gasped. Ben leaned closer. "I want you to have my bike."Ben swallowed hard and nodded. "I will." They were silent for a moment.The old man smiled, his eyes sad. "I told you old biker's don't get no respect any more." You got respect where it counts." Ben was fervent."I know." Torque closed his eyes. He.