My eyes bulged so wide when I saw his cock flop out. Fuck this was a big cock. Thick, long and it looked good. I mean like it was a beautiful cock and...he wasn't even fully hard yet. I instantly thought to myself, "now I see why she likes it". I started to sit back in the chair and I heard her let out a fairly loud whimper. He looked over at her and said "already?". I looked over at her and noticed she had already came. She hadn't barely touched herself and he hadn't touched her yet and she. Sex, while good is not as frequent as I would like. Ever since grade school I've stolen glances of other men's cocks, careful not to be noticed. It's amazing how cocks come in different lengths, thicknesses and shapes. I've never seen one that wasn't hot. I've never touched another man, but often have wondered what it would be like to hold another man's cock. I've also never understood, and often wondered why women, and especially my wife, didn't like giving head.I was shopping alone for a new. She hated that she was submitting to it. She hated that she had no choice but to endure another five cuts.Hating it was right. She wasn’t supposed to like to be punished. She was supposed to hate it and, thereby, regret her sin.She had done wrong and she deserved nothing less than the most severe discipline.She deserved five more strokes. She needed five more.The initial sting slowly subsided into an ache. Her screams faded to whimpers.?Thank you,? she said. Her voice sounded low and rough in. ."screamed the reply from Melody "Please no, don'tstop" And they didn't! Within seconds Melody's screams burst forth in to the roomand the two women pushed the vibrators as deep into her as they could, prolongingthe screams of passion and pain. As the plastic shafts were extracted Dan moved forward and slid his prickup Melody's fanny, pumping in and out for all his might. The continued sensationinside her made Melody pant and breath heavily, she felt sure that her fannywas going to catch.