Any movement in any direction was certain to cause excruciating pain to some part of her body. I could feel my pussy leaking juices.A few times every ...inute, Jeff swung a whip at her. Sometimes he would hit her, sometimes he would not, but each time he swung she would flinch, pulling her hair or her nipples and burying the dildo deeper. It was simply heavenly. I wished it was me.Jeff had just swung and connected with her tits, when he noticed that I was in the room. I crawled over to Jeff and. Recommended you throttle up a bit. We are deadstick, Anchorage. No engines, no power. Well…uh…good luck, Air Force One. Gear down. The ground was rushing up fast. The calm, monotone computers voice announced our Above Ground Level: 500. 400. 300. 200. I glanced at the PFD, our airspeed was 173 knots. Too fast, a rough landing. Since we were coming in shallow, I wasnt sure if we were going to land on the runway, or in the grass before it, so I couldnt afford to slow down. Assume brace. Two days later our sex shop package arrived. I tore through it. Everything looked so fucking hot. What's this? Oh my. Mike must have ordered me a slutt bride outfit. Open at the nipples, crotchless panties, a garter and of course a veil. How thoughtfulI read the instructions for the booty boot camp for her. Pretty simple, lube and start with butt plug number one. I lubed the butt plug and my ass. I inserted the butt plug. Not too bad I thought. A little weird but not bad.I read about the anal. “Isn’t Rudy coming to pick you up soon?” I lifted up her dress and started massaging in between her legs. “He wont be here for at least another hour… we’ve got time… besides, I wont see you for three days!” I licked my fingers and pulled her leggings down and started rubbing her pussy. I felt her nails go into my back as I rubbed it and get her all worked up. I sat her on the extra sofa in the room and pulled her leggings down more and wasted no time going down on her. I licked the lips of her.