As he got of her he said that it was great to be fucking d***k woman because she cant complain. I looked at the juice leaking out of her pussy and tol... Ron maybe we should drop her off at her room, it was on the next floor before her husband came looking for her. He said yes that was a good idea. I thought I should get more poke and went for it and nutted in a minute. Now her pussy was so full of spunk it was not fun fucking her. We put her clothes on and tried to wake her. She asked about her. I cry out more from surprise than from real pain at the sudden strike of the flogger. Not giving me time to fully fell the affects of the fist strike of the flogger Daddy brings the flogger down on my pussy. As I cry out in pain he keeps striking me all over my body with the flogger. Working over my tits and pussy until I can?t tell whether I am feeling pain or pleasure. I start to thrust my pussy up towards him wanting to feel the sting of his flogger on my pussy. With on final strike of the. "Yes?" he said in a voice that matched his visage."I'm looking for Amanda Meiersdottir," the visitor told him."Sorry, no-one by that name here," said the younger man, beginning to push the door closed again.But the old man's cane snaked quickly into the small opening, blocking his effort. "I think there is," he said quickly.The door was abruptly reopened, this time fully, to display the young man's full, muscular physique. He stared unsmiling at the visitor, his eyes darting quickly around to. She closed her eyes and let the water caress her, pretending she had a man holding her tightly in her arms. Right then, she wanted more than anything else to snuggle into the arms of a man and be held tightly, not to fuck, not to do anything at all but rest and be reassured that everything was all right. Fucking was pleasure, true, but as young as she was she knew that fucking was not the end goal of life, that there was much more to it if one had but the ability to find it. With her body.