She gulped the tepid liquid gratefully. Sebastian let her finish the contents of the mug and then she heard him move away. She wondered what he was do...ng and then the strap exploded over her shoulder blades once more. It might have been twelve or fifteen lashes that he administered but Jennifer wasn’t counting. She screamed aloud at the first blow for it was unexpected and she’d had no time to gird herself for it. Thereafter she shrieked and twisted in her chains as he plied the leather over. “What you doing” she said half-jokingly, “Well we are on the back seat” I answered.Again she giggled and said “I’ve never been on the back seat with a lad before” “Then you haven’t lived” I replied, as she giggled again I leaned in and kissed her. She let me and after a couple of kisses we were soon in a clinch. As we pulled apart she asked “Are you married” “Does it matter” and with that she looked at me, kissed me again and said “No I suppose not”.The lights went down and the adverts started. After my couch time, I go back to my bedroom. The gentle breeze has made it fresh and cool. I get into the queen-sized bed and usually push the top sheet to the side. I stretch out and lightly tug on my nipples. After a while, I run my fingertips down my sides as far down my thighs as I can reach. When I feel ready I spread my legs a bit and put my index finger into my vagina. I love feeling the wetness. I move it in and out a few times and then I roll slightly to the side so I can use my wet. Then you can't pound me anymore, and then we gotta wait a little while longer after I give birth. So, pound like nobodies business, while you can,” I commanded.“Sorry, mom, it's just a nasty habit I guess,” Travis let me know.“No, you are just being sweet to your mom, that's all. Now turn the sweetness down, and pound your wife like mad,” I said.We both laughed for a couple seconds, and he followed my orders. He began thrusting his big dick in and out of my pussy really quickly. That's when I.