This wasn’t quite true, just not intercourse, but only because John came too early. He had enjoyed that talented mouth and tongue around him more th...n he could tolerate and he’s only able to come once.After John admitted he had been with Roslyn, I took a deep breath, built up my courage and told him what had happened with Ray and that I would not be seeing him again, which wasn’t entirely true. We both cried, cuddled, expressed our love for each other and finally went to sleep. I didn’t tell. She could feel his rapidly growing cock trying to get out of his trousers as her pussy was pushed down on top of it, with each expert slap driving her wild with desire, knowing that she had to have it inside her, but still enjoying the spanking.He carried on slapping her until her posterior was red and smarting, each nerve ending now on high alert to the gentlest of touches. Fully aroused, she begged him to stop, and fuck her tender rump, within seconds he had risen pushing her to the floor. He. It contained a cozy sofa, a high back chair and a high red leather padded bench on wheels. On closer inspection, Bill noticed the straps on each leg of the chair and also straps on the bench. He also noticed various straps, crops, whips and blindfolds hanging on one wall under a small light and then also some restraints on another wall. Breeze noticed Bill’s gaze and explained that this was the Pleasure Room, emphasizing the word pleasure with a wicked smile. Breeze took the lead as everyone. “May I feed you a sip of wine from my mouth?” (His former lover had found that very erotic.)“No”, she said. “Let’s see, that means that Willem must do it now. Come, Willem!” Angrily and with a pounding heart he looked on how Willem gave her the tongue kiss that he had wanted to give her. A red drop of wine trickled downward along her neck, between her breasts, over her smooth belly.“Wait, let me lick that up,” Willem said. Laughing breathlessly Ingrid tried to restrain him.“No, don’t! I didn’t.