Now it was Mare and her whip. Mary took a beating by the sound of it but no marks were left. OK, Mare was not looking to inflict punishment though s...e could have. Hearing that smack of whip on flesh and seeing her quiver with each hit was such a huge turn on. Some of those whip smacks wrapped around her body and ended on her chest and nipples. Those got a real big jerking reaction out of her. Between hits, the men and Mare were asking "Are you the evil Witch?" "Who is the evil Witch?" . . and had a lot more fun. And I should say that, apparently, her enthusiasm at inventing a new word waned. She never used that word again and, thankfully, its brief exposure to the light of day was forgotten for all time.While spending the better part of four hours "riding" in the forest appeared to satisfy the woman's craving for carnal pleasure, it only moved a portion of her plans forward. I was told to stay near her chambers that evening, as she might have need of me.As stated before, the. Further the coach rumpled and Elizabeth's thoughts meandered on. There would be only one chance for her to express her will she realised. At the wedding ceremony, the vicar would ask bride and groom for their "I do". She envisioned that moment, with her father speaking up for her, "Of course she does." Simply shaking her head would not suffice. Yet, bringing her tablet to the church would not do the trick either. Her father would snatch it away before the vicar could read it. Try as she might,. .. what's it lahk?" You want me to try to DESCRIBE sex? Well, it's kind of like those big hugs you were giving out in the valet area, combined with cumming so hard you'll about blast your toenails off." Y'all were in the valet area?" she asked, looking a little worried suddenly. I kicked myself for giving that away."I saw you out there and followed you back in," I said, realizing this was the now or never moment. "Because you were the sexiest thing I'd seen in years," I said, and leaned over to.