“I think it’s time for your punishment,” said Hollis, returning with a riding crop. “What did I do?” “You stopped sucking my cock when I ...idn’t tell you to. You misbehaved, so you get punished. Is that a problem?” Hollis leaned down over top of her and grabbed her neck with his large hand. Cassidy shook her head. “No sir.” “Good girl. Now sit still. This will hurt.” He struck her once against her ass cheeks, and Cassidy let out a yelp. He struck again, again, and again. She writhed under the. I felt Karen stiffen and thrust against my fingers as she came, this as we entered the last town before our final destination. We had to stop to by provisions at a supermarket. To my surprise and delight, Karen chose merely to pull down her short skirt to cover her upper thighs. Down the aisles she teased me by flashing from time to time. She was still careful to ensure that no-one else would see. Fortunately my baggy trousers hid my erection from view as we stood in the cashiers queue. Thirty. Lying spent in each other's arms, she told him that about the time he'd told her that the Dumky had started she heard a deep, rich chord that struck a similar chord in her and she knew she would soon come. Often having had erotic reactions to music, he laughed and suggested he get her a copy so she could practice at home. Actually, he had a lot of feelings associated with The Dumky but never had associated Eros till then. They enjoyed a few more laughs about "Anty" as she referred to Dvorak,. Even though we were EXTREMELY worried she would get pregnant, we found the thrill of the high risk sex very delicious. And irresistible.The floodgates were opened. We started fucking twice a day, three times a day on Sundays. We still feared an unwanted pregnancy, but that fear was COMPLETELY overcome by the pleasure we had from the THRILL OF THE RISK. Our sex talk while we fucked was mostly about getting pregnant and having babies, even though we didn't really want a baby yet. We had.