He turned to follow me and as he walked behind me I stopped suddenly to pick up a fallen napkin. He ran into me and I could feel his cock straining ag...inst his pants. As I stooped down to pick up the napkin my eyes were at the same level as his zipper. I looked up to see his reaction at having my mouth so close to his erection and heard a quiet moan. Oh yes, he would never be able to resist me. About that time his mother came to the door. She understood it all in one glance. "Michael can you. Hubby grabbed his wallet and dashed out of the apartment. I called to him as he was leaving that I would be going in ‘balls deep’, rubber or no rubber if he wasn’t back in 10 minutes. He came back about 15 minutes later with a 3 pack of Trojan ENZ rubbers, red faced and sweating, apologising that the bridge over the river on East Atlantic Boulevard had been raised to let a boat through. I snorted with supressed laughter, whispering into Wendy’s ear that Walgreens was only 2 minutes’ walk away. Then something happened that surprised me. My own pussy began to clinch on itself. I should have been ashamed, humiliated…but this huge cock in my mouth was turning me on very fast… I sucked his cock deeper and deeper…but then after a while the stranger pulled back. He ordered me to take off my tight blue skirt.I begged him not to fuck my pussy; I was ovulating on those days.But he did not want to hear my pleas; He just wanted to fuck me.The bastard finally grabbed my skirt and ripped it off. She continued to whip us both, too many strokes to count and I could feel the warmth of the blows continue to grow as I tried to keep my eyes closed. The whip sound was continuous although she would alternate between my wife and I and she would move the location the whip would fall on us the entire time. She even worked her way down to our feet and then slowly back up to where our clothes pins held on tight. She then started to work our sexual organs with the whip. Lightly at first and then she.