” This was it, the moment of truth. She must hold on to the thought that in not very many minutes it would all be done.“Then we'll begin.”There ...as no stinting of effort. Out of the corner of an eye the 'candidate' glimpsed the arm raised high over the head before the weapon was lashed down across her tethered form with a small grunt. The strokes to the buttocks were shocking enough with the slap of solid leather augmented by the wicked bite of its tongues. But when the chastiser moved her. I lifted my arms allowing my covering to be removed, as soon as my head was free of my shirt, I was confronted with Doug's steel hard cock waving in my face. Doug tossed my shirts over to the couch and said softly but sternly 'suck my dick like it's the last one you'll get'. I looked up at him pleading with my eyes as Doug gripped my head and pulled me to his throbbing cock. As soon as his cock head touched my lips they parted and I slipped my tongue through them and cradled Doug's rubbery. ”He did, that was the thing. He knew her like well like he had known her forever, or at least sixteen years. Better than that, he had actually paid attention to her forever. She was playing with her long red hair. Wrapping it around her index finger, then letting it go, only to repeat the process. She always played with her hair when she was nervous. George thought that was just about the most adorable thing on earth. He thought everything about Lisa was adorable.“Climb in sis, it will be. " What do they feel like?" Well." Joyce had paused, a warm glow in her eyes. "It's sorta hard to explain. It feels a bit like soft, wet velvet stretched over a big hot pipe, except there's a hard, rubbery feeling to it, and it jerks and throbs in your hand."Thinking about cocks now, as she was riding home from church, Marci was feeling all hot and sticky between her legs."And nothing feels better than a hard cock in your cunt," Joyce had said with a dreamy expression on her face."I'd be afraid.