He admired her perfect round shoulders and the lustful, concentrated bobbing of her head. It was a splendid vision, a tableau of desire, a beautiful d...eam made manifest, to which were added her moans and his sighs, filling the room with an elemental orison to nature. “Stop….stop…,” he said breathlessly, reaching down and gently lifting her to her feet. She looked at him wide eyed and shook her head enquiringly, and then he unceremoniously relocated her against the wall. “It’s your turn now.”. She grasps the handle of the strap firmly, takes her arm back and brings it smartly forward, turning her body to follow through, like a fore hand shot in tennis. The strap licks across Pavea's buttocks. It makes a very satisfying 'Hiss, Crack!' Pavea lets out a sharp gasp. For an instant, the strap has leaves a pale imprint of its impact, which after a second or two more, turns a satisfying deep pink."One", says Pavea"Nyet", replies Neena. "Adeen!" Oh, izveneetie. Adeen." Pavea: you know you. Me and Kim sat on the couch, and Steph remained standing, in front of the TV. She peeled off her pants but kept her thong on. Kim was watching Steph, but also watching me. Steph looked a little shy, but she removed her thong, and stood facing us. She felt her smooth mound."Alright," said Kim. "Spread 'em!"Steph sat down and spread her legs. Her inner labia came into view, as did her vaginal opening, and clitoral hood. The hood was pierced with a tiny silver stud. I wished this moment could last. In spite of the circumstances, the soft touch of her fingers on his prick sent a warm, tingling glow through his cock.The exciting feeling between her legs increased as Marci felt his prick-shaft begin to swell and throb in her hand. Staring in complete fascination, she watched his swelling purple cock-head start protruding from his foreskin. Gently squeezing his prick, she couldn't believe how big his cock was getting."No, Sis, this isn't right," he weakly whispered as her hand began moving up.