Just jerk off like the rest of us do when we’re not getting any.”He revealed, “I can’t cum from just jerking off. I need visual stimulation if...I’m doing that.”“Well I’m not showing you my ass, you’d just try to stick your dick up in it,” I responded.We both had a good laugh at that comment. John then asked pleadingly, “How about just taking off your shoes?”To which I replied, “What is this, some sort of bottom to top striptease?” He said nothing, so I added, “Are you trying to get me naked a. That is what she kept hearing in her head, and that was what kept the tears falling, burning her swollen eyes, making her head pound even more. How much of it was true, though? How many of the problems were because of Mickey? How much happier would she be if Mickey were just gone from her life? The only thing that had kept Mickey sane for the past few weeks was the trust that she had in her. She had been through so much, and it had seemed like she was finally fed up, that she was finally going. Her bra fell off as Melissa was pulling on her nipple."Tell me you want to be my slut tonight whore." Melissa tweaked her nipple to get her meaning across. "I want to hear you beg you old slut." Yes," replied Joan. "Make me your whore. Please don't quit now. I need it bad."She felt a hard slap to her face from the hand that was on her tit."Stand up and undress you old bitch." Melissa demanded."Please not here there are others watching. Anywhere else is fine," she replied as she felt a second. Do youunderstand?? She nods yes. ?Do you understand what you did wrong?? She nods yes. ?I am not sure you really do.? He retrieves his flogger from the counter.? ?Now for a little warm up.? The tresses of his flogger fall lightly up her shoulders,slide down her back, and fall off her ass. Then again, down her back and ass.Then again, down her back and ass. However, a little harderthis time. As the intensity increases, he starts to focus the strikes onher ass: with each stroke coming a.