He growls low and ferally into her ear, savoring her submissive whimpers, then draws back. The lash comes almost immediately, stinging against her as..., a resounding crack echoing off the dungeon walls for only a moment before another comes, then another, then another. She whimpers and digs her fingers into the brick, gasping with every lash, moaning low in encouragement as he traces her curves with the flail, the soft leather soothing her burning skin before suddenly cracking across her back,. Standing outside the train station I felt a little like a circus act as everyone was looking at me as they walked past. I am usually a people watcher myself, but now the shoe was definitely on the other foot. I could see the women looking, but the men were actually staring. Some would even give a second look after they had walked past. I searched in my black pvc hand bag for my cigarettes and stood smoking in a feminine way. This seem to bring on more attention. There is something about smoking. Being pretty and rich certainly didn't hurt them. Cindi and I tried to hang out with the twins as much as we could just in case. My afternoons were filled with football as I worked at mastering the intricacies of my new position. Coach Boyette gave me a DVD of old film footage featuring Jake Turner and a few others playing the position and I soon picked up the rhythm of the job.Then there was you, Miss McElroy. I was blown away when I saw you sitting behind the desk, all prim and proper. I. I could feel the moisture from her mouth, shesucks once at the head and then runs her mouth down the length of myshaft, not stopping until she reached the base. From the angle she wasat, I could feel the tongue piercing as it went down the right rear ofmy penis. She stalled for a moment then rose rather quick, turning herhead slightly to the left at the same time so that the piercing would belocated along the vein that runs up my dick then let out a loud moan. Icould see her nose piercing.