I drop it with a plop. Sweetheart: OK. I'm pulling your sweat pants down and rubbing your hard tool. Wellhung: I'm screaming like a woman. Your hands ...re cold! Yeeee! Sweetheart: I'm pulling up my miniskirt. Take off my panties. Wellhung: I'm pulling off your panties. My tongue is going all over, in and out nibbling on you...umm... wait a minute. Sweetheart: What's the matter? Wellhung: I've got a pubic hair caught in my throat. I'm choking. Sweetheart: Are you OK? Wellhung: I'm having a. Sandy and me… well, we kind-a drifted apart, and away from each other eventually. Regretfully we hadn’t always seen eye to eye, since I’d moved back to town either. But that’s another story and has more to do with her chosen profession than anything else. ‘Yeah?’ I believe was the best I could offer, when I’d opened the door a little. ‘Mr Jameson, my name is Harcourt, I believe you know my companion. Would you mind if we came in and had a word with you?’ ‘At this time on a Sunday. What about?’. They really had no hard and fast ideas, though vaigue random thoughts had turned them on, the daughter with the pony, had Pam intrigued, but for Jim, Pam just being used and abused had excited him beyond measure and he wanted to use Molly if she was agreeable, to just try the power of being master, preferably with the whip she had so eloquently described though not as heavily as her son had. He felt it would be unfair to whip Pam till he was sure of how to use the weapon well. They laughed,. I would pick her up from work occasionally and drive her to a secluded park. As we were driving she would pull up her skirt and remove her panties. She always made sure to wear a skirt or dress with stockings and a garter when we got together. I would rub her already wet pussy as we drove to our spot.When we arrived we would get in the backseat of my SUV and have our fun. She was a total sub and loved a little pain with her pleasure. This usually involved me spanking her, pulling her hair, and.