Amanda cried out in pain. Being relaxed made the sting from the hit that much harder. “You need to be quiet and take it like the slut you are.” Th... next time he swung, he hit her left buttock immediately followed by her right. This time she did not cry out in pain but she was crying. The next blow was a perfectly aimed strike to her left nipple. Just the edge of the leather flap on the crop hit the nipple. Amanda sucked in a large gulp of air. He knew she wanted to cry out in pain but didn’t.. I thanked him and sent him on his way.I called customs from the plane, since we were already onboard, and told them we were leaving early due to a family emergency and started filing a new flight plan through the tower and on my satellite phone. They contacted us back asking if we were declaring anything upon arrival in the states, and on getting a negative response, told us to go ahead.As I did the engine run up, Jackie called the hotel asking them to please accept our apologies on behalf of. Dan had a BMW and they had a Mercedes.In the living room, Dan produced his bottle of Pappy Van Winkle. I'm not sure what it is, but I know the name and that it’s expensive. We clinked glasses and sat on the couch and talked more about Salem and where to go. It looked like being a vanilla night and, even though it was an awesome one, I still craved sex! Convinced I would be heading home happy after the night’s good company but still frustrated, the situation dramatically went from naught to a. But hubby's ploy was to delay that, he knew exactly how both John and I needed sex, he wanted to prolong that urge, in short tease us, make us do more, show more in public, and as we drank our inhibitions became more relaxed and soon hubby was drifting into the background as our need for each other became more apparent, soon we were kissing more openly and fondling more openly, hubby was taking photos of my with my hand down Johns pants, fondling his cock, something I thought I was doing in.