His kiss is divine, but he leaves my lips and lets his kiss now alight on my nipples, tonguing them in turn till they feel twice the size I thought th...y were. Then he steps away again and returns with a short multi-tailed whip in his hand. He starts to flick his wrist so that the tails of the whip rotate and moves it towards my engorged breasts. I watch fascinated until the whip tails actually make contact with my left breast. The feeling is of a thousand nips, none of the tails in itself. After about fifteen minutes, she turned over and said, “What the fuck Randy, you’ve never licked my ass, you’ve never eaten my pussy after fucking me, you for damn sure never let me get near your ass, now you’re outside naked which I’ve never seen! Are you seeing someone else now? I said, no, not really. What do you mean not really. I’ve been getting blowjobs from other guys at the adult bookstore and met another guy there that has kinda taken me under his wing to teach me about sex with other. The Reverend Anderson and his wife and sister-in-law were also staying close to the sisters because the man of the cloth was presently in a cash flow problem due to lack of supportive parishioners willing to defer his expenses. It was Hope who invited them to join them in their move to the Montague estate. She was much in tune with the Reverend's size of member and his firm discipline to chase the "devil" from her hindquarters with his cleansing organ buried deep inside. It was a "game" she was. Karen kept looking at me and smiling and telling me how good both of her holes tasted. "Ride my leg Holly. I want to feel your wet pussy on me," Karen pleaded. I lifted myself up all the way and spread my lips to rest my throbbing clit on Karen's thigh. I slid back and forth on her toned leg, occasionally bouncing lightly to further stimulate my clit as Karen put two more fingers inside Lisa's hot hole. I slid down to her knee and pushed hard, rocked back and forth and exploded for the third.