He pauses, to let it sink. I know the drill; nine more on my right breast; the last three on the sensitive areola and the last one smack on the nipple... Again the crop falls, and again I scream; two stripes cross my breast, then three, then four; each one closer to my nipple; each one more painful, my screams more shrill, more pitiful. The fifth takes my breast at the bottom, where it joins my chest, then the sixth and the seventh. Sweat mixes with my tears. I have lost count, but Parker reminds. Mine paled in comparison at 6inch, but I was happy with it.Nothing happened that night, but things got better at time moved on.From then on, Ken and I often shared masturbation nights, given that he would nearly always stay at our place over weekends.One of those weekends was our turn to host the card party.Kens parents arrived about 5 minutes before Sandy and Jim.They all (the adults) sat around our kitchen table, with Sandy making sure she got the seat facing towards our lounge area through a. I increased the speed of my head-giving and I felt his balls tense up in my hand and I was immediately hit with a torrent of cum in the back of my mouth and tongue. I kept my head about halfway down his cock, not moving and trying not to gag. When he was done, I lifted my mouth off of him and wiped some of the excess cum from the side of my mouth and licked the top of his cock clean. Before either of us could say a word, I fell on him and kissed him passionately.He rolled me over and reached. Her face wet with tears from lack of oxygen, Liz brought her eyes up to meet her husbands’ and he smiled at her before leaning forward to kiss her lips softly and passionately. Liz took the kiss to be a peace offering and decided to take control and satiate the ache in her needy pussy. As her husband kissed her long and deep, Liz moved forward and straddled him, positioning her dripping pussy over his hard cock. As she did this, Chris grabbed her hips and easily lifted her off him laying her on.