Inge writhed as I caught her clitoral ring in my teeth and twisted it slightly, her thighs spasmed once and a trickle of fresh juice dribbled onto my ...ace. At the other end Trudi’s tempo had increased and her stomach muscles were beginning to contract, squeezing my cock as she rode me to her climax. The end came suddenly, taking us all by surprise. As Trudi tugged harder on Inge’s chains the taller girl reached forward and pinched and twisted her nipples with the delicate cruelty that Trudi. "Two," she shouted, "owwwwww!" And so it continued until number 20. "Ready to negotiate the second 20?" I asked, gently putting pressure on the butt plug. She knew I was suggesting that she let me take her in her tightest hole, something we did only sparingly. "Noooo, not that, isn’t 20 lashes enough, please no, not that, no, no, no," she squealed, informing me that that was in fact what she wanted. "Lashes or..." and I gave the butt plug a couple more. There is only one other person who knows the whole story. That person is Tiffany, my Goddess. Tiffany is watching me as I write this. Actually, I have no idea whether or not She is watching. All I know for certain is that I am transmitting live from the camera on my laptop. She enjoys that, my not knowing. Let me give you a more complete picture of me at this moment. I am sitting on a hard-backed wooden chair at a makeshift desk in the basement. I am wearing the same garter and stockings I wore. My wife grabbed her clothes and climbed into the truck buck naked.Dottie lived about a half hour away in a secluded area in a farmhouse.As Dottie stopped the truck Dee wondered what she had gotten herself into. Dottie reached over pulled Dee to her, and kissed her hard pulling the back of her head to her forcing her to accept Dottie’s tongue into her mouth. She could smell her pussy on Dottie’s breath.C’mon honey, the night is young.As they entered the farmhouse,Dee could not help but notice.