"Before Claire could react to this remark, she felt a sting across the small of her back. It was quickly followed by another and another. Claire was l...shed from neck to ankles. Each blow hurt but was bearable; however, the cumulative effect soon had her sobbing softly. She was being whipped. She couldn't believe it. And what was worse, she had paid them to do it. It wasn't just the pain that made her cry; she felt like such a fool.After she had been thoroughly worked over, her arms were taken. When she did, it brought the dark strip of her bush in front of me. With her pelvis so close to my face, I didn't have any trouble making out the scent of her arousal, or seeing the edges of her labia where they extended past the short hair covering her mons.Leaning forward slightly, I placed a soft kiss on her lower belly, right at the fringe of her pubic thatch. From there, I worked my way upward, leaving soft kisses on any part of her that struck my fancy - and there were a lot of them. By. Then with extreme gentleness he brought them into contact with her mouth, brushing lips as lightly as he could. She did not move, but continued to look at her father, shyly and uncertainly. He kissed her again, this time a little more forcefully, and he took his lips away he said, "I suppose that's how he did it, eh?"Ursula was breathing more rapidly, and then she said, hesitantly, "Yes, something like that..." Or was it more like this?" he asked her. He pulled her closer to him and brought his. Finding a natural track leading into the woods, I decided to work my way through; figuring that it would open out into the playing fields on the other side of the forest. Under the canopy of branches and foliage, the air was noticeably cooler and filtered shafts of light played around me as I walked on.The soft chirping of small birds in the tops of the trees lulled me, and I decided that I should take this route more often; pleased that my curiosity was opening new vistas. It was right about.