00 the next day they met up, went through the local market looking at the stalls, then on past an "Age Concern" antique shop. They wandered in, Sandra...said " Oh look at that!" It was a martinet whip! She picked it up, it had about 12 thin strands of leather, 20" long leading from a leather covered wooden handle. " Bit kinky, are we?" asked Mike! " Just a bit Darling!" replied Sandra, who paid £3.00 for the whip, " Come on, let's go to that pub!"Off they went, Sandra had about 4 drinks fairly. Mutley experimentally licked her lips and accidentally found her clit. An involuntary moan escaped her mouth and a hand full of fingers pulled her lips apart so that he could get a better access to her.She tasted wonderful and a lubricating juice coated his tongue. Mutley crouched down and began to lick her in earnest, enjoying the reaction of her body. She smelled quite different now, a musky and basic sexual odour that pinged a chord in his brain.“Oh sweet Jesus; don’t stop!” She managed. They were nearly identical, except for their hair and swim suits. One had a white skin tight, two piece bathing suit that had a few colorful designs on it. I didn’t notice the design as much since I was too busy staring at her DD sized breasts that were about ready to pop out and break free from her top. I almost didn’t notice that she had medium length black hair and brown eyes, mainly because her suit was so tight against her body that I could just imagine her tits ripping through the fabric. On his knees. As she said, too tight for knickers. As the tight leggings reached her calves she grabbed his hair and stuffed his face into her crutch. Her hips bucked forward automatically.What? A surprise that somehow wasn't a surprise, a surprise that made sense. A huge nearly erect cock bobbed out, slapping his face. Too late to wonder how, it had to be satisfied. She forced it into his mouth, 8, 9 inches who cared, it seemed natural now. She grabbed his hair again, pulled him upright and.