"Good, I think my tongue has helped you relax."Another finger joined the first. Initially Jia felt some stretching. David's fingers pushed around the ...im of her sphyncter for a minute and then moved inside, this time with no stretching.All this time Jia was aware of the strange, new sensation. The excitement, the smoothness, the forbidden intimacy. She used one hand to part her buttocks to help him.He gave her the tube of lubricant."Your job. Please cover my cock with this."With studious,. He stood back a moment camera in hand. Silently taking pictures of his wonton slut as she lay on the bed naked, writhing as much as the tight bonds would allow. Putting the camera on a tripod and setting it to automatically take a shot every so many seconds he pulled out his gentlest flogger and began to hit her with it. She arched, she screamed when he started to hit her harder. He alternated all the way down the front of her body the red marks showing up clearly on her creamy white skin.. "I am Hassan," he said and raised his glass in salute."It's better than my Turkish," Mark smiled and told him his name after a careful sip of tea. The flavour surprised him; sweet, not sour or too strong. He liked it and took a mouthful, rolling it around his tongue before swallowing it down."Is good, no?" Hassan said, refilling Mark's glass."Yes, very good."Hassan pulled a drawer open under the table and took a large brown block out. He ran it under his nose and winked."This very good, too.. It was Pete DePow. Of all the nerve! Yet, she couldn't be too angry. She couldn't shake the memory that upstairs just now, on the bed, she had just about willed him to be with her. Who knows? Maybe that's why he was calling. Maybe he knew she wasn't really mad, at least not any more."I guess we might as well forget it," she said sternly. Gosh, she didn't know what to say! She couldn't admit to him that she... well... that she liked him! And on the other hand, she hadn't really had the time to.