Holly had other ideas of course. ‘Bathroom?’ ‘Just down the hall on the left?’ She was wearing her little black cocktail dress. Perhaps tiny w...uld be a better word to describe it-shamelessly tiny. She returned from the bathroom and I got the idea that she had just lost all of the scant underwear that had given her tiny shred of a dress its bare bit of decency. In my early twenties, I was good at winning bar bets guessing bra sizes . . . and Holly is a 34 C almost D with ‘quite aggressive’. Then I kept one ice cube on her nipples and started sucking the same. I shifted to navel and did the same there. She was totally enjoying the act and was moaning like hell. After a while, she started shouting ” please stop teasing me… now fuck me… make me your whore…. C’mon fuck by brains out…..”By listening to this I was aroused and placed my dick near her pussy. I started rubbing it over her pussy. She shouted “put itttttttttt!!!!!! You asshole..” then I slowly inserted it. It went in by an. When I looked at what he was holding, I got excited but alarmed at the same time."What's that for?" I asked as I pointed at the flogger on his right hand."For you," he answered as he gently smiled.Cam walked back to me, spun me around and pushed me against the desk, having my ass all for him. He passed his huge left hand around my butt cheeks and suddenly I felt the hit from the flogger. I let out a moan. It was soft but it hurt. Then another one, a bit harder. Another one, stronger. This time,. “Khana banane ka time ho gaya.” Mere paas se gujarte hue kaha.“Chalo kuch der aur sahi.” Maine kaha aur jakar sofe par let gaya aur TV on kar liya.Mami kitchen mein chali gayi. Par mera dhyan TV par nahin lag raha tha. Mami ki mari taraf peeth thi aur woh sabji kaat rahi thi. Tight salwaar suit mein unki gaand kuch jyada hi dikh rahi thi aur main pagal ho raha tha. Mera lund toh ab aag ugal raha tha.Maine TV ka remote ek taraf rakha aur khara hokar kitchen ki taraf chal para. Main mami ke.