Quintessentially English summertime. "I thought about travelling," Patrick eventually responded suddenly thirsty for a pint of beer, real beer, ale. "...ot that I wouldn't miss this," he added, shoving down the temptation and casting an arm around him in an arc to represent the scene about them. "Just getting away from reminders of the past and losing myself somewhere like Thailand or Bali." That sounds lovely," Carrie murmured."Want to come with me?" He was only half joking.It was her turn to. "Talk! Names ... Now!" Hammond gasped as he took air in through his mouth again, and moaned as the weight shifted again with his movement, squeezing his balls, the mustard itching his bell-end with its wicked spice; his mind raced as he thought of it burning his sensitivity away forever, the ginger beauty had told him so, her tongue was waiting to sooth it for him..."Burns! ... Hal Burns! ... he does bit parts like me" Sandy laughed as she jotted the name down."Burns? How ironic! Who else, a. And I felt so helpless. I didn’t even know him, and his heart was breaking right before my eyes. But there was something I really liked about those hazel eyes, so I sat down next to him and put my arms around him and held him as close as possible. And he kept on crying. And crying. And crying. Just when I thought he might never run out of tears (and I might have to call psych for a little help), he finally wound down, his head pressed into the crook of my neck as if to hide from the stark. Liz is striking me repetitively and it feels so good. Imprints of the leather crop start to show on my butt. It feels really good as I take the punishment.I slightly moan, "Uhhuh." How's your hard-on doing? Let's see shall we?" Oooh, it feels good, Liz." Mmm, someone likes it kinky." Yes, mistress, I like it." You're a bad boy." Yes, I'm a bad boy." I should take you with a strap on again, would you like that?" Ooh, yea."Elizabeth laughs, "I figured that. Its an act of submission to a girl,.