And she had felt instantly that he was lying. Now she wasn't so sure. If the number was fictitious, then her husband Jim might be in Stewart Falls res...aurant right now! Then, just as her hopes had risen, they were suddenly plunged downward. There before her was a large, imposing mansion of a house, set in from the road, with brick steps leading upward to the white door-front. She almost turned and ran, but something urged her on, and she found herself moving stealthily up the steps. She was. He returned between my legs, a piece of leather stroking over my bare flesh. It was a riding crop, his favorite thing to use on me.A shock ran through me as he stuck over one of my breasts, then the other. He drug the leather over my skin, down my stomach before striking over my pussy lips. I let out a small gasp, but stayed relatively still. “You still want to cum tonight?” Another strike over my mound.“Yes, Papi.”“And what will you do for me?” He slid two fingers inside of me while slowly. ..Aine had few friends, though not for lack of trying. And in that, far more male friends than female. She tended to gravitate toward the physical side of friendship, truly enjoying getting physical with attractive, healthy men. But, in this, too, she was quite choosey. Not every man with a bright smile and healthy cock got to be that kind of friend with Aine.Aine met Teagan online through a chatroom they both frequented. Both had experienced heavy losses in their lives that they were dealing. When he was growing soft he leaned forward kissing me. "I'm sorry, Ididn't mean to get it on your face."I giggled, "I'm glad you did. I've been wanting to try that for a longtime." R, really?" Dean, Tomorrow's my birthday," I giggled. "I, I want to be naughty." Well my Mom was pretty adamant about us not going past hand jobs untilyou are fourteen. And she said we have to wait until your fifteenbefore we go farther than oral sex." I knew where this conversation wasgoing."But we're here now, why.