“It’s too bad I can’t run my tongue through there right now. But first, I’m going to get you laid.”“Yes, please,” Amy giggled.Lexi took ... spoon and hit it against her glass to get the group’s attention. “If everyone has a drink, let’s have a seat, and I’ll explain the evening's plan.”The room got quiet as everyone sat and turned to Lexi.Lexi took a swallow from her glass of wine, took a deep breath and addressed the group. “I don’t think I have to explain why we’re here tonight. You have all. The first blow was a test, nothing too harsh. He arched away from the blow,but his desire remained unchanged. She searched his mind for that spark offear, but was pleased that it dimmed at the second stroke rather than flared.His desire was a tide, pulled to its height as the strokes of the flogger dancedacross his back. Red lines burned on the whiteness, brilliant and so unbelievablydesirable. His moans were intoxicating as he writhed in his restraints at thepleasure and pain she was causing.. Don’t forget to eat. You’ll need your strength.” Desi and I got out of the cab and collected our luggage. It was a quick trip to the elevators and up to our room.“Desi! What the hell? What are you doing?”Our bags were on the floor just inside the door. She’d shoved me—none too gently—onto the bed and was tearing at my buckle and zipper.“Get it out, Jacob. Help me. I need you in me now before I make a bigger puddle than I’ve been making all afternoon. Fuck me fuck me fuck me.”“What happened,. My breasts were hanging down in full view. I reproduced the effort of swaying back and forth like I had been while pulling my drunk hubby and my breasts were slapping each other silly back and forth. What’s more depending on the angle of the mirror it was entirely possible that my son may have actually seen some hair sticking out down there. I had not yet developed my middle age paunch that would have hidden my triangle of hair from that angle.At first my stomach did flips, I could not believe.