I will go outside and water the lawn or work so they won’t be disturbed. He was really cool. He wasn’t anything pretenious and seemed cool despite...being older than me. I am 6 ft, and he was like 5’8 (my wife is 5’2”) he was fit but darker than my wife. He had glasses and was overall unappealing. But he was her first so that is just his luck. After 3 or 4 shots he went upstairs to say hi and I went outside to water things.He came down and out later on and we talked for a bit, he declined another. ? I begin your punishment alternating the strokes between your beautiful ass?cheeks and pausing between each stroke to let the pain sink in. You begin counting - ?strike - ?One? , strike - ?Two?, strike - ?Three?, strike -??Four?, strike - ?Five? - - and with each lash your body jerks causing pain in your nipples and clit and this causes you to reach a higher? and higher level of arousal causing your pussy to cream more - strike - ?Six?, by this lash your tears are running freely from beneath. I giggled. ‘You’re just mad ‘cuz I totally out-thought you, Mister Man!’ Stork nodded, smiling, although it was totally obvious he was mad. It wasn’t easy to tell, but I could. Stork nodded at the blonde keyboardist. ‘Hey, Patrick, waza?’ Stork nodded at me. ‘This is Erin. She wants to have sex with you so that I don’t get her pregnant.’ Patrick looked me over from head-to-toe. ‘I see,’ he said. ‘And your, ah, being topless is supposed to discourage Stork from doing this?’ I looked down at my. Your moans distract me…god, I want to fuck you so hard, but more so, I want you to relax and stay here close to me. I push my shorts off and straddle your leg, pressing my slick clit against it as I bring myself up over your crotch and press your cock between my breasts. And then I begin to move slowly, deliberately, rubbing my wet clit against your leg, swallowing your hard cock with my tits. I look up to meet your eyes. ‘Do you like that?’ I purr. ‘Oh, god yes,’ you answer gruffly. I’m going.