But she was tired of being nice, tired of being predictable. She wanted to be wild just once. Slowly, not certain of what she was doing, or why, Emily...stroked her way over Mike’s belly, moving downward. It made her pussy tingle even more, and she knew her nipples were hard by now. How would he react if she touched his crotch? She had to find out. Trembling just a bit, Emily let her fingers trail over his crotch. She was almost surprised to find that he was hard. His cock, hidden inside his. Here at last, was an opportunity.“Well you can whip me anytime you want”. I said it loud and clear.Nikki suddenly became serious again, the stern austere face I had seen in the office on a few occasions. The thought of ‘lashes’ going through my mind, pleasure and fear was now co-mingling.She looked me straight in the eye.“I use a leather strap. And I use it hard. When I was a girl in Nigeria, that was what you got. The strap. Until you were screaming and your bottom was raw. The only way to. "David didn't answer his mother directly. "Whoa, I've been fucking my own Mother for a month. That is so cool!" That still doesn't tell me what you wanted to talk about."David was panting, and his cock was shiny hard and throbbing. "I can't talk now. I need to fuck my Mother."His stacked mother was puzzled, but she sat down on the couch and spread her legs for her son. "You're acting oddly David, but if it means that I get more hard cock pounded into me, I guess I'm not going to complain."David. ' She became 'Chinovitchka, ' 'little Chinese woman, ' to many of the crew, although her light brown hair, her pixie Italo-Nordic features, would seem to belie that description.She was not short of prospective suitors and she played the flirting game to such perfection most of the crew were in love with her. Igor Golovko had an enormous crush on her and he had the inside running because of his excellent English. He was also smart and attentative, boyishly charming and had a weird sense of.