She winced and lifted her head up and turned it slightly away. The next few landed across her breasts, her nipples still clamped with the notebook bin...ers. With each swipe of the flogger, the clips bounced, and she yelled a bit more. I then focused on her tummy, fronts of her thighs and finally her pussy. I would bring the flogger up from in front of her and make it land between her thighs and on her now very red and swollen vulva. She was now panting, and I realized that this excited her a. I liked to look at big dicks. I mean I really liked to look at big dicks.Was it only looking at them that turned me on? I thought back to all the porn I've watched. The one I watched earlier was obviously the freshest in my mind. I pictured that big black dick being engulfed by the blonde's mouth. The deepthroating was incredible. I wondered if I would be able to take that dick down my throat. I was actually thinking about it. Not if I would, but if I could!!! My cock was as hard as a rock. He had spent many hours surfing web-sites to fulfil his extreme tastes. Although he dreamed of having his very own slave-slut to meet all of his demands, his terrible attitude to females meant that he rarely convinced a girl or woman to go out with him, and even more rarely to go out more than once. He had met his future wife, Caroline, at a keg party while in college. She was a natural submissive and somehow the pair, who outwardly seemed a complete mismatch, formed an unlikely couple. They. Sara had left me at the top of the stairs and gone to her own room last night, murmuring something about being sore from all the pounding that Drew had given her. I hadn't been in any state to really understand what she was talking about at the time, but as I lay there I came to realize that not only had my wife been raped and taken from me yesterday, my own eighteen year old daughter had also been fucked. Mister Gabe and his son-in-law had double teamed her. Mister Gabe had also predicted that.