After a good 10 minutes of pounding into Pansy’s virgin ass, Draco began to tire so removed his cock with a wet pop and flipped Pansy over so she wa... facing him. She looked a mess.Cuts and scratches cris-crossed her face and one of her eyes had swollen up. Her front tooth had chipped away and her hair lay plastered across her face in sweat. Draco was pleased to see though that her body looked pretty much unscathed. He dove his face down into Pansy’s chest and began to suckle on her large. Myrtle pushed him into the sleeping compartment and slid the door closed. She walked back into the salon shaking her head.“How did you open the door?” asked Susan.“Simple, the doors are made to be opened from the outside if there is a problem. You just have to know how to do it,” Myrtle replied.“And what did you mean about being with child?” Susan went on.“You really don’t know?”“I, I had a rather sheltered upbringing. I know very little of these things,” said Susan.“I am the youngest of five. My wife sorts her dressing gown out leaving it slightly open so that at the right angle he can see straight into it to her breasts.He comes downstairs and into the kitchen putting his tool box on the floor. He looks at my wife who is standing by the kitchen sink; a little disappointed no doubt that she is no longer just in her towel. I ask if everything is ok upstairs and he nods and says that all is fine and working correctly. My wife hands him his drink, stretching the opening of her dressing. I jerk my head; my nipples burn, still imprisoned by the clamps.Swish, SLAP!Again my ass! And again, and again, and again! I am being whipped!My ribs! My stomach; I see it is a riding crop before this strike drives the wind right out of me. My back!Swish! SLAP!I keep jerking?SLAP!Every strike and my body in rhythm?SLAP! SLAP!I don’t realize?SLAP! SLAP! SLAP!That my body?SLAP! SLAP! SLAP! SLAP!Is moving as if I am having sex!SLAP!I pant. The strikes have stopped, thank Christ! My body is.