"I'm Michael," she said and stretched out her hand."Uh... pleased to... to meet you," Tim stuttered as he took her leather-covered hand. He was almost...trembling. How could she have known that her outfit was an incredible fetish of his? he wondered. He had hundreds of photos and videos of women dressed in riding clothes... many of them carrying riding crops. He almost gasped when he noticed that Michael was in fact carrying a riding crop. He felt his penis start to harden."Jenny has told me lots. Her nails are dug in my back and her eyes are rolling in the back of her head. Tessa grabs hold of my ass and try to get me to fuck her harder but I wasn't thru teasing her just yet. She begs for me to fuck her doggystyle, so we get in position and I grab her hair and around the throat and give her what she's been asking for. Tessa began to throw that ass back on every stroke. She starts rubbing her clit and my balls telling me to dick this white pussy down. I grip her hair even tighter and. . Okay, maybe my mouth had spoken something my foot didn’t support. I winced and shifted weight quickly to the other foot.“Baby?” Tommy blurted.“Worse than I thought. I think I can walk, but without my customary grace.”“I can carry you,” Tommy laughed.“I can piggy-back ... At least to morning coffee.”“Breakfast...” he said.“I can’t cook you breakfast...”“Let me put something warming on. Hot cereal?”“And honey?”“Sure, sugar,” he said, looking to see if I caught his shift. “If they have it. How. I don’t want to...” She said weakly with a hint of doubt.“Well your eyes say otherwise.” I said approaching her on the bed. She didn’t move.“Have you ever been with a guy before?”“Yeah...a couple times...”“Show me what you did then. Come on.” I commanded. She didn’t react so I reached out and pulled her hand over to my dick. Instinctively she wrapped her fingers around my shaft and slowly began to pump.“So how does it feel?” “uhh.. its big...and hot…and hard…” She replied timidly bringing her.