Lapping up and down he’s slit. Her clit is so hard it’s sticking out. I put my mouth on it and start sucking her clit. At this point her moaning i... getting louder and he pussy juice is flowing like a faucet. I do this for another 5 min and my face is covered with her juice, it’s everywhere. I come up for air and she begins to lick her juices off my face. Kathy looks me in the eye and tells me to push my big dick inside her. My cock leaking precum enters her soft warm wet cunt. Starting out. But I knew I wouldn't get what I wanted without paying for it, and when he unlaced my top to expose my nipples, I wasn't surprised to feel them caressed by his whip. Nor was I surprised when he lashed down hard across them, though I'm sure my loud yelp sounded plenty startled. He's just too damned accurate with that thing!I was getting plenty of attention now, my tits on fire from repeated impacts of the knotted lash. As usual, I whimpered and squirmed and complained, for all the good it would. To show her that he cared enough to remember. That he lover her more. Sam whacked his pillow a few more times and tried to settle into sleep. In November he would give her the go ahead to leave Kent. That would be long enough. Sam drifted off to sleep so he could be rested for putting in square bales tomorrow after church. ***** By mid-afternoon it was pushing one-hundred and five degrees. The humidity was at a record high and Sam was stuck in a hay loft stacking square bales. Despite the itchy. It was my day off and I was looking forward to a nice quite day. I put my coat on and decided a pub lunch was in order after all my hard work I had put in over the last few weeks. As usual, I stopped outside the Tattoo parlour when the door opened."Hi, there," he said.He looked just like an exile from a motorcycle gang, big with large tattooed arms and even a multi coloured scarf around his head."Hi," I replied, "bit slow today?" Yep, but I don't mind," he said with a smile. "Why don't you come.