I reached for the bag and pulled out the whip. Standing over her, I whipped her for a long while, leaving lash marks on her ass, cunt, thighs, legs an... arms. She moaned and rolled wildly around the bed, trying to escape the whipping ... but there was no where to go, nor did she really want too. I pulled Kandi up from the bed by her hair and shoved her to her knees.I pushed her face towards my hot cunt and hiked up my skirt, revealing my bare pussy. I shoved her face into it and made her lick. I matched her pace for a couple of blocks until we came to an intersection and she slowed down slightly. When I was just about up to her she said, "It's just down here."I've been vaguely aware for years that she lives around here somewhere. I've never been sure exactly which house she lives in because I don't care. I know she lives down a side street about a block before I get to my street. From our direction of travel I assumed she was taking me to her house. I was starting to get a little. Kat just sat there, tears running down her face, exhausted. She had been so tense, for so long, that she just wanted to cry herself to sleep. She felt like she couldn't stand right now if the shuttle caught fire. Her mind was reeling, thoughts and feeling warring for a place in the front of her thoughts. She had never been so frightened in her life and if she never had to go out into space again, it would be too soon.The shuttle was settling into the docking bay before the men who had pulled. ‘Mmm, your morning runs are paying off. I love your trim body.’ Francis’s hand roamed upwards to feel the tuff of red curly hair in the center of his toned chest. Patrick gazed through the glass at the realtor’s perky breasts down below. She seemed to lift them up for display. The gardener appeared to notice as well. Sweat dripped down his sun tanned skin as he freed himself from the realtor’s grip. Francis held her man firmly in her arms and kissed the back of his pale neck. Her hand travelled.