Back to our story, the three of us started talking girls, and fucking, and moved onto ‘would you if you were d***k’ Barry started talking about tr...nnies, and how he’d let one suck his dick, a mouth is a mouth kind of thing, Jon would just smile, and shake his head no, I felt like Barry was trying to tell me something, and the liquor was in control anyway, I finally got the nerve to ask. ‘So if a guy looking girly was here right now, you’d want him to suck you off?’ Jon didn’t say anything,. "You know, I could help you with that stretch, if you'd like," I heard from behind. I looked back and there was Eric, standing in his Speedo with a towel over his shoulder. "I am a professional, after all." He smiled."No, it's all good," I replied, not thinking much of it. "We better get along before they lock us in." Not to worry," he replied. "I'm closing up tonight and I'm pretty sure the place is empty by now."I walked to the closest stall and turned on the shower. I let the hot water wash. Ik voerde het tempo op, hij begon steeds meer te kreunen. Hij legde zijn hand op mijn achterhoofd, maar mijn hoofd ging nog gretiger op en neer dan hij aangaf. De tranen sprongen weer in mijn ogen en een enkeling rolde over mijn wangen. Ik zoog hem zo gulzig, en genoot van zijn pik die ik onder luid geslurp steeds tot diep in mijn keel stootte. Steeds harder begon hij te zuchten en kreunen. 'Jaahh, jaaahh'. Ik versnelde nogmaals, diep, dieper, diepst. Mijn neus raakte zijn buikwand. Met mijn. Use a riding crop and make sure the end goes low enough to cut into my clitoris, please Master. I just love you to whip me," she implored him.Hiss ... CRACK!The crop rose and fell deep into her arse, cutting hard on to the well-oiled puckered brown sphincter, between the labia and the tip curled out of sight. She lifted clean off the bench with the agony of the stroke, and the Earl wondered if he had gone too far. As her scream subsided it was apparent that she was having a spectacular orgasm.