She stood and went behind you and then without warning the riding crop landed on your ass again and again with criss cross marks marking your sexy ass... I smiled at the work and when she had finished with your ass I grabbed the rope and dragged you upright by your collar so you were hanging by the neck and your knees were just touching the bed giving you little support but just enough for you to breathe. Sam came around the front and seeing you stretched like this she smiled wickedly before. I really needed to piss so I opened the shower door and stepped inside the ladyboi moved over a little and I let a stream of piss go, which made the ladyboi jump and hurl abuse at me, but what the fuck. The whore laughed. I looked at my watch and made out it was mid afternoon. Fuck no wonder it was light and hot.Looking at the pair of them in the daylight certainly changed the perspective of last night, the whores tits were saggier than I remembered when she got off the loo and her make up. Her hands hold the bed sheet tightly and she clenched her teeth and shouted a little bit. I understood, she had cum. I was expecting it to happen but not so soon. I might have prolonged the foreplay too much. I waited for her climax to get over and hold her from her back and kissed her shoulder and asked what happened darling? She smiled and said, “nothing babe, Love you”. I kissed her and continued kissing her face, then her shoulder and continued kissing her back.Now I concentrated on her ass. The only bug in the ointment was the witch. Or the dragon, or whatever other derogatory term you can come up with. It was the night that I asked Christine to marry me that I first met her mother. Well no, that isn’t exactly true, that was the evening I discovered that I’d at least seen the bitch before, at that bloody hen party. It had been her, balancing on top of a bar stool shouting “Next” whenever a vacancy came about. I was so embarrassed when I recognised her, that if the ground had.