‘Look at me, Babe…’ I ask. You raise your head and our eyes meet. I open my mouth and touch your inner thigh with just the tip of my tongue. ‘...atch me, Babe…’ I quickly utter then return to your leg. Ever so slowly, I moisten a path over your milky smooth skin. Closer to you I come. I can smell you now… You spread your legs for me… wider they part. Your mound is directly below me… I remove my tongue from your leg and admire your sex. You are very wet, Shelley… wet and eager for me to please. She was a beautiful secretary who worked with our unit. She and I had talked in the past, but it never went beyond work pleasantries. Anyway, she came into my office and said her hello. She just stood there looking at me though, so I asked her what was going on. She came over and sat in my lap.Now this was exciting, but I was caught by surprise. She put her arm around my shoulder and said, "I know a little secret." I looked at her, unsure what she was talking about or what to do next. I did. Quickly she locked the belt in place knowing all the keys for what she would be using were in a locked box that would not open until the computer program allowed it. She setup the whipping machine ( motors with leather belts that the computer would turn on but only one cycle at a time. Once she was secured to the table the belts would hit her breasts , belly and thighs.Jill attached the cables from the tens unit to the computer and then got on the metals table. She closed the leg stocks. None had ever spoken of the reasons, and contact with the rest of the family grew more sporadic as time marched on.Christine certainly hoped that she might learn more about part of her family that was almost lost to her, but considering how she'd rediscovered her niece, she also hoped to learn a lot more about that as well. At the moment, with the sexy nude images of Becky filling the screen in front of her, Christine found it hard to think of anything else.Adam surfed the bios and chats on the.