A fibre glass riding crop with a three inch fold of leather at the whip end, and indeed many other cruel and spiteful items with which to beat her wit....Now, as Peter selected a whip which was not dissimilar to the shape of a fly swatter, other than that it was larger and made of leather, Yvonne cringed and whimpered in fear as she watched him draw back his arm and take aim.Swish, the whip sounded as it came speeding in a wide arc and thrashed across Yvonne's stomach."Argggg," she yelled as the. Phir maine usase pucha ki kabhi aisa nahi laga ki dusare aadmi ke saath sex kiya jaye to usne kaha mere pati mujhe sex me khush nahi rakh sakte ye unhe achhi tarah malum hai aur mai jub bhi kisi paraye admi se baat karu to wo mujhe shaqu ki nazar se dekhte hai aur mujhse jhagda karten hai isliye mai ye soch bhi nahi sakti.Phir maine usase uske bra ki size puchin to usne na na karte boli 32 phir maine use kaha ki mai apko zindagi ka asali sukh dena chahta hun to boli kaise to maine kaha ki sirf. So you put a leash on my collar, checked for the CB under the suit with a firm grip, letting me whimper shortly. I look up to you, into your eyes, enjoying the view on your beauty. You stand in front of me with some wonderfull high-heeled Boots, a skirt slightly shorter then your knees and because you know how much I enjoy it you wore a tanktop without a bra underneath it, allowing your soft breasts to move underneath it visible while every move and even allowing your nipples to peek through. She moved her hands over him frantically trying to find the buckle for his belt, her hands were shaking with excitement and her pulse was racing. As her breath quickened she moved his zipper down and could see instantly the excitement she was causing him too. She pushed his jeans down releasing his hard penis and whispered in his ear. ‘Now, I want you now Kyle.’ The words made his spine tingle and at the same time turned on even more – if it was even possible to want her more than he already.