Richard lay patiently and John found his right hand resting on the other man's left buttock. He took a deep breath, raised his hand slightly and broug...t it down with what was little more than a tap. He raised it and brought it down again, slightly harder but still with no force. He took a further deep breath and then started to raise it and bring it down harder and harder, sometimes on the left cheek and sometimes on the right one.This had been going on for a while and John, still somewhat in a. ”I was attaching the right one now. The suspension cuffs Uncle Bert had purchased were leather and canvas. The person to be suspended formed a fist. The canvas was a cover, holding the fist closed. The restraint was funnel shaped, fitting wrist and hand, allowing both to take the weight when suspended.“Please, Davy. Can we fuck? Now, here. Please. I want you to fuck me. Please. Put your cock in me, sweetheart.” She was begging me, pleading like a kid wanting candy, hoping to divert me from her. Rk- he is there but just going to get the morning groceries etc and will be back in a 30 40 mins.Me- can I go there like this ( pointing to my body in bra n panty only)Rk – get some clothes along just in case some one comes to roof ( even though it was quite early)I grabbed a t shirt and my jeans and he opened door to check the hallway. I took the room key ( not wanting to be locked out in gurlie mode)I came out wearing only lingerie and I dashed to the roof behind rk . There was a light breeze. “Emmy,” I whispered, “you need to stop or it’ll make a real mess.”She giggled, “And?”“And if my mom is up, or I walk you to the door, somebody might figure it out!”“I could...”That unspoken offer made me twitch and get even harder. The question was, did we want to do that tonight, at Jackson Lake? Or did we want to save it for her birthday? I had no idea what the correct answer was.“Is that what you want to do? Now?”“No! I want you to take my jeans off and put this insanely huge thing inside of.