You start to wiggle your body with signs of pleasure. Do you want to please your Master? Do you want to be whipped?“Yes I want to please you Master......, whip me.”I take riding crop and snap it against my hand and you jump with attention.I run the crop up inside your thighs, now spread your legs just a little.I give your ass a quick snap and tell you spread them a little more.I pull on your leash and pull your head back and ask you. Tell me, do you like the feel of that, tell me you want to be. So I moved down and went at it, determined and very aroused at the thought of making her come again. This time she came quickly (women are wonderful that way), and I started to lick again, but she stopped me and pulled me up.I lay close to her with one leg over her while she kissed my face and said "thank you" over and over. I told her that I wanted to make her come again, but she reached down and found my cock, saying, "You are so hard! It's my turn now." And, well you know how it is: men are. Barb stood there with her mouth open. She desperately wanted to ask Lee what in the world had happened but couldn't when her lover turned and all but bolted from the front of the store. Barb took off after her but barely managed to catch up to the other woman by the time they reached Barb's Mercedes.Deciding questions could wait until they got home. Barb drove in silence. They parked in the garage behind their office/home, gathered their packages and went up to their apartment that covered the. She saw Bill at least once and sometimes twice a week in a walk up flat she rented for her frequent liaisons with her harem of moneyed men, each craving an exciting relationship on the side with the talented and imaginative Wendy. They were all physically and temperamentally quite different from one another but shared one common characteristic- generosity."I'm running a little late Bill," she announced as her lover came out of the bathroom doing up his trousers, "I have a class in less than an.