Sierra was a woman possessed. The effort of their loving had left a salty layer of sweat on Garret’s skin that mixed with the wholesome male taste t...at was essentially his. The smell of his arousal was intoxicating as she dipped her head lower and tentatively touched the tip of her tongue to the sensitive skin jutting out over the elastic of his functional boxers. Growing bolder, Sierra hooked her fingers in the waistband of the material that was only getting in her way and drug it down over. He took whip in his hand and waved it in air.Whoos the sound cutting the air brought down my strength further down please help me to suffer all this. Before I could finish my prayer first blow hit my right ass cheek. Ooouch! I cried out loudly and moved ahead unknowingly. Chuck chuck,” my master said. “You moved, now I have to start again, This time I pulled all my strength together and waited for the blow.It landed on the same spot and a strong wave of pain ran all over my body. I hardly. I texted back and said lets be an hour late and I would meet her at her house. I was waiting in the driveway when she pulled in and she said this is crazy but lets go in, we went straight to the living room and pulled the blinds. I couldn't wait to kiss her and said I couldn't stop thinking about her all thru the long weekend. I pulled her blouse over her head and her camisole down around her waist exposing those perfect small but firm and pert tits and those erect nipples so hard and perfectly. We lay there a tangled mass of arms and legs, breathing hard in the recess of our climax, her pussy shuddering around my still pulsating shaft. I kissed her shoulder and she kissed my chest as we each felt a tsunami of pleasure shoot through us. I was struggling to regain the ability of speech just as I assumed my sister was. And then there it was....."Holy shit!" the three of us said as one. There was a dramatic pause, it seemed much longer than it probably really was, as Becky and I looked at.