Instead I felt her flick my clit with her finger. It stung a bit, but it also was arousing. I knew I only needed a little more stimulation to cum and ...f this was all I could get, then so be it. I did my best to get her off figuring she would take pity on me and help me cum if I did the same for her. I was half right. She came much like Julie had convulsing on my face and showering me with her juices. I knew I only needed a few more strokes from her finger to orgasm myself, but as soon as she. . I don’t want you to ask them that!” She whispered.“Do you listen to country music?” She asked, changing the subject.“No, I don’t. Mom and Laura used to in the 90s. They must have had over 100 CDs of different singers.“Same here, my mom and I would sing along to all Shania Twain’s stuff, but I prefer modern pop and rock.”“Same with me.”Abby had said, I love you, to Brad, but he didn’t reply with the same words as she expected he might. Brad could see that she was very emotional right now and. He trusted her and knew that she would not forget that he was tied up, he began to wonder if she was still in the room. Knowing how weary she was, he feared that she may have reclined and fallen asleep. His mind began to doubt if she was even in the bedchamber. Maybe she went to the pantry to retrieve some bread and wine.He waited.“My Que….”The riding crop exclaimed with a sharp crack as it contacted the right side of his bottom!He tensed up, and stifled a yelp in his throat. Just as he. He fucked me with it for a few minutes, then pulled out. I thought I did something wrong and was about to ask when I felt his tongue again. I shook with anticipation. I didn't have to wait long. I felt two fingers pressing against my butt hole. Reaching back, I spread my cheeks as wide as I could. You like that don't you, Mark said softly. I laid smiling. A little discomfort, and he was in me. My heart pounded as he moved in and out of me. My dick was so hard it hurt. Stroking my dick in time.