I picked up the whip and stood alongside her."Who led the Plymouth colony?" I asked softly. "Umm ... it was ... oh, damn! ... umm ... was it John what...s-his-name?" She looked at me as though asking for his last name."No," I said, and brought the whip down on her ass with a medium stroke. It made a nice crack! as it hit, and my already stiff cock swelled to its maximum."Ow!" she cried out, "that hurts!" That's the idea. Now what was his name?" I don't know. I can't remember." She looked at me,. I hated Marcus. I dealt with him enough throughout high school. It was senior year, and I was still dealing with him! He was one pompous asshole. Black and lean with firm, hard muscles and muscular thighs, Marcus was a multisport all-state athlete, played defensive back in football, and he was lauded for it. He liked to call himself ‘Primetime’ after some old football player by the name of Dion Sanders or somebody. Pardon my French, but it was so fucking annoying to walk around the school and. "I led her into the kitchen and told her lie on the table which I had already prepared by covering it with two thick blankets and a sheet. Once she was comfortable on her back, I spread her legs apart and rested her feet on two stools. Pulling up a chair I sat between her legs, my mouth was an inch away from her newly smooth, hairless, vulva."Did you enjoy getting that done?" I enjoyed paying for it."I commenced to lick, suck, and nibble her vulva and labia until she reached down and pulled. He grabbed her by the hair and pulled her closer, tilting her head back. He leaned down until they were nose to nose. "Don't do that again," he growled at her. "That is your one free fuck-up. Next time you'll be punished. Do I have your attention?" Yes," Mina whispered. "I'm sorry." Good girl," he told her. "Open your mouth." When she immediately complied, he slammed his mouth down on hers, thrusting his tongue in. Holding her in place by her hair, he ravaged her mouth, licking the entire.