Karen drove, following Hilda’s directions and John’s car. A few minutes later, she parked in the driveway of their duplex. She was escorted inside...to the living room where an excited Scamper met them.“Would you like a beer or hard drink?” Hilda offered.“Water would be fine,” she smiled, scratching Scamper behind the ear. Scamper sat at her foot, his long tongue hanging from the side of his friendly-looking muzzle.“He remembers you, Karen,” Hilda smiled at John.Hilda returned with a bottle of. I slid my cock which was in great demand these days it into her pussy has she locked her legs around mine, I began to fuck her. Both her hands on my ass as she moaned from the fucking she was getting from me. Then I heard a bang and I realized that Karen was taking a shower in the room next-door and I could hear through the wall the water running, she must've dropped something in the shower to make that sound. But I didn't stop fucking Sam though and continued thrusting between lips of her. I am also not the kind of person who breaks things in anger so instead I looked around the kitchen for an idea or an inspiration.I found the whip that I had used on Ashley earlier lying on the tile floor. It felt good in my hands. I held it like a Jedi Lightsaber.At first, I was just going to take it. I realized they probably wouldn’t notice and just think it rolled under a chair or something but I wanted to hurt them in some way like they were hurting my feelings. Taking something they. No sign of shooting stuff,nor did it feel amazingly good, just nice.I had slept with my underwear on under my pajamas for some time,wearing just underwear in summer. Now, I stripped naked beforechanging into them, and wore only my pajamas. It felt nice, thesensation of the cloth and sheet touching my bare body, rubbing mylittle dick against the blankets. Outside, I'd drop my pants just tofeel the wind on my bottom. I remembered "playing bare" with Jack inthe city, and I thought about the.