“What?” she returned, startled.“Stop thinking about it. You just stumbled again. Eventually, you’re going to fall and hurt yourself if you don...��t get your mind on what you’re doing. We can’t go back and change anything. We’re out here to enjoy ourselves and celebrate a new start in our marriage,” he said as he handed her a tissue from his backpack. “Wipe your tears and get your mind back on the present. And ... I’m not going anywhere. We’re in this together, and there’s nothing we can’t overcome. Ungagged Sosho's natural fright and emotional state would probably result in earsplitting screams even if he only lightly tapped her with a scarf. He knew he needed to hit her hard enough to raise a welt, but not enough to cut the skin leaving a scar. It would have been best if he had a few practice swings but he knew it would be torture for her to hear the crack of the whip and have to wait for it to fall.Without waiting he flicked the whip sending his arm forward and down. The tip hissed. “What’s the name of that song, Pablo?” She asked curiously.“It’s called ‘Anna’s Song,’” I replied watching her blush a deep red behind her dark skin.The next thing I know she was in my lap hugging my neck hard and giving me a deep kiss. Mrs. Mendoza picked that exact instant to walk in from the kitchen. She cleared her throat and gave us the look.Anna broke the kiss and looked over at Mrs. Mendoza. “You need to hear this Grandmother. Play it again, please, Pablo.”I sang it again and Mrs.. Each time she would let out a soft moan. Her hard nipples were tracing trails up and down my chest. I caught her breasts in my hands and rolled her young nipples between my thumbs and index fingers. She took a deep breath and let out a loud sigh. She looked into my eyes and said that she wanted me to cum deep inside her. I knew what he meant. I changed my position a little and on her next downward motion the head of my cock penetrated her cervix. She moaned OH GOD YES RIGHT THERE. She started.