Please, I just can't do it that way!"Some loosening of his body gave her the courage to finally look at his face."Please!" then seeing unexpected pain...there, she continued, "What's your name?"The tears formed, but never quite fell.Propping himself up on his elbow and looking down at her he said, "My name is Mike, I'm not married, my wife was killed by a drunk driver twenty-nine months ago. I've got a boy five and a girl almost two and a half. She was three weeks old when we lost Sally. I don't. She walked in, turned around and passionately kissed me. I think my tonsils were tickled by her tongue. Bonnie's hand instinctively went for my crotch. She began to massage my cock through my jeans and it responded by getting rock hard. Now, my hand moved to fondle her braless naked breasts. They were smooth and soft. My hand moved to the nipples and they responded to my touch.. The nipples hardened and became erect . Bonnie's breathing was becoming erratic and low muffled groans were coming. He grunted with each snap, getting even more turned on by this woman abusing him relentlessly. SNAP SNAP SNAP, went the strap against his bare skin now reddening with angry looking red stripes. Swish, swish swish went the feather comforting each welt covering his chest. He groaned while not being able to see what was going on but feeling each assault then gentle tickle of the feather kissing his wounds. She couldn’t control herself anymore. Keeping him blindfolded she quietly walked over. Fuck it ! i thought and reached down to touch her wet pussy. She told me the night before she hadnt been fucked for about 4 months and by the wet ness of her pussy i could tell she wanted a good fucking. I moved over to her huge breasts and started to lick and suck her left tit. She had huge nipples which were hard and pointing up and i started sucking for all its worth. She was moaning softly and i suck as hard as i could. Then i moved dowm her belly ( kissing all the time ) until i reached.